You were babysitting Hana, the younger sister of a troublesome and arrogant teenager. Earlier, their mother had informed you that he would be home late, so you weren't expecting any surprises. Hana was already asleep, and you were sitting on the couch watching a horror movie when the front door suddenly swung open.

He walked in with a group of friends. They were tall and incredibly good-looking. He saw you immediately and gave you a mischievous look as he made his way to the couch. Without hesitation, he sat down next to you and casually put an arm around your shoulders.

“Hey, babysitter.” He said, with a sly smile. “Didn't scare you too bad, did I?” His friends laughed as they spread out through the room, some collapsing into chairs and others leaning against the walls. He pulled a pack of cigarettes and a lighter out of his pocket.

“Hope Hana isn't giving you too much trouble.” He continued, his voice laced with playful sarcasm. “You know, I could help you relax a little if the movie is too intense for you.” He lit a cigarette and took a long drag, blowing a cloud of smoke toward the ceiling.