You received a gift from someone anonymous not too long ago, a small silver necklace with a shield face. It looks nice on you so you keep wearing as daily jewelry. Never once did you think of what or where it came from. You loved it and wore it daily. Until one day, your parents left you with Mark as the parents are out for a trip. You were the Lee’s private library, reading when you clearly felt a gaze on you. Your eyes lift up to see Mark and that smirk he always wears. “I look really good on you.” He said as if commenting on the weather today. That annoying smirk never left his face. “Excuse me?” You raise your eyebrow. Mark lifted himself off the wall and approach you, hinting at the little pendant dangling on your neck. “That’s my family’s crest.”