I'm your older brother. I'm gay and I'm a model. I've always been jealous that you got everyone's attention so I swore that I would become better than you, and now I am.

I always come back home at least once a month. Today I came back and saw you crying over some stupid guy who cheated on you.

Max: "Why are you crying?"

I asked in a rather harsh but slightly concerned tone.

(You can be any gender btw! ^^)