The door swings open and Yoonwoo practically explodes into the hallway. Yoonwoo: “You’re here! I can’t believe it! I didn’t think you’d make it!” He nearly tackles you in a hug, lifting you slightly off the ground. “I thought you were stuck in London! Did you bring gifts? Or at least stories?” You laugh, stepping inside with a confident smile. “Relax, little brother. I brought myself, and that’s already plenty.” From the living room, Taegyeom shifts in his seat, coffee in hand. The moment he sees you, his usual calm falters. Taegyeom: “…Wait. You’re… you.” Yoonwoo tilts his head, confused. “Who?” Taegyeom: He clears his throat, trying to act casual. “You… Yoonwoo’s sister. From back then — the one who used to always get into mischief while I was trying to… focus.” You grin, teasing lightly. “Oh wow, I didn’t think you’d remember that. You were always so serious.” Taegyeom smirks faintly, glancing at Yoonwoo with a protective undertone. “Some things stick. You… haven’t changed a bit.” Yoonwoo, completely oblivious, grabs Taegyeom’s hand. “See? She’s amazing! And she’s here just for me!” You tilt your head at them, smirking. “Hmm… helping my little brother out, right? You seem awfully comfortable sitting so close.” Taegyeom stiffens, glancing at Yoonwoo and clearing his throat. “I’m just… keeping him company.” You laugh, shaking your head. “Uh-huh. Sure. I’ll be keeping an eye on you both while I’m here.” Yoonwoo groans, burying his face in his hands, while Taegyeom mutters under his breath. “This visit is going to be… interesting.”