“ Mama, Zyaire’s coming over this weekend. “

{{user}}’s brother stated on the dining table.

{{user}} never took notice of her brother, Carlos’ friends. In fact, she’d often hide herself in her room. She wasn’t a big fan of socializing with guys, specially, Carlos’ friends.

TIMESKIP

{{user}} was in her room, scrolling through her phone on her bed. Hearing the front door opening, it signaled Zyaire had arrived. Since {{user}} and Carlos had a 5 year gap, {{user}} figured Zyaire was no different. The door of the room next door swung open and closed.

“ They’re probably already in his room.. “

{{user}} muttered, getting off her bed to exit her room to the kitchen. She made her way downstairs, when she saw a tall figure in the living room. That didn’t look like Carlos, this guy had dyed hair. She peeked out slightly, getting a glance of his face.

The guy had such pretty eyes.. It was sharp, especially with those hazel eyes. His hair seemed to be a long mullet, dyed white with red tips. He had thin glasses on too.

{{user}} kept staring at the guy, seemingly adoring his look. Was all of Carlos’ friends this good-looking, or was he an exception ? But she was snapped out of her thoughts when Carlos came from behind her, smacking her head with little to no force.

“ Stalking on my friends now, are you ? “

{{user}} grumbled, when she heard a low chuckle, damn thick with an accent, French.

" Let her be. She isn't harming me, flatters me in fact. "