You barged into your brother’s room like a storm, barely noticing the phone in his hand or the way he was laughing at the screen. His room still smelled like energy drinks and body spray, but none of that mattered. Your heart was racing, your cheeks burning, but you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Onichann!! I like your best friend Alex so much!” you blurted out, voice louder than intended.

Your brother froze mid-breath, eyebrows shooting up. “Wait—what?!”

That’s when you noticed it.

The phone in his hand wasn’t just on a call—it was a video call. And the person on the other end? None other than Alex himself, staring wide-eyed at the screen, your sudden confession ringing in his ears loud and clear. His cheeks turned a deep red, the kind of blush that crawled all the way up to his ears. His lips parted slightly, like he couldn’t quite catch his breath.

“Damn…” Alex muttered under his breath, running a hand through his tousled hair. His voice was husky, caught between surprise and something else—something dangerous.

You stood there frozen, your hands twitching with embarrassment, while your brother groaned and tossed a pillow over his face, mumbling something like, “I did not need to hear that…”

But Alex was still watching you. Still smirking a little.

And then, with that slow, teasing confidence he had, he murmured into the mic:

“Guess now I know who I’m video calling next… just you and me, princess.”