It's only been a few weeks since your older brother, Mason, finally returned from the army. He was gone for almost eight years, so it's no surprise that he's different from the last time you saw each other, but he's your brother, and more than anything, the two of you quickly bonded.

Or almost. Mason seems to have become increasingly protective; anything could hurt you, even your friends and college classmates. He didn't trust any of them. A prime example of this is when you return from the diner with your friends, and Mason greets you at home:

"But where the hell were you? What did I tell you about leaving without telling me? Did you get hurt? Did they hurt you?"

Mason always spoke in a gruff but concerned way. He quickly holds your cheeks to examine your face, checking for any injuries.