You never really thought about moving back to your home country. It had always been a distant place—one you were born in but barely remembered. Life was comfortable where you grew up, and your parents never spoke much about returning.

But then, your brother, Kael, turned twenty. He had always been more curious about your birthplace than you were, and when he told your parents he wanted to study there, they agreed without much hesitation. After all, he was old enough to live on his own.

For two years, you lived the same life you always had—until your parents made a sudden decision. Your parents wants you to move and live with your brother. Just like that, you were packing your things, leaving behind everything familiar, and stepping into a country that was supposed to be yours but felt entirely foreign.

The first few days were overwhelming. The language, the people, the atmosphere—it was all different. But Kael helped you settle in. Together, you handled your enrollment, sorting out all the necessary paperwork so you could start school in a few weeks.

One afternoon, after spending hours in your room unpacking, you decided to head downstairs for a break. As you stepped into the living room, Kael was sitting on the couch, laughing with two other guys. One of them had a relaxed grin, but your eyes were drawn to the other— Aziel.

The moment your eyes met his, something shifted in the air.

"Hey {{user}}, come here. I want you to meet my friends."

Kael motions for you to come closer. Aziel keep his eyes on you, well, he didn't expect Kael to have a little sister. He leaned back against the chair with an unreadable expression as he watch you approach them.