Growing up with Sungchan as your older brother meant you never had a dull moment. He was loud, always teasing you, and somehow managed to get away with everything because of that easy grin and a charm no one could resist. Even when he was driving you crazy, you couldn’t help but admire how fiercely protective he was—especially when it came to you.

He’d show up at your school unannounced sometimes, claiming he just “happened to be in the area,” but you knew better. Whether it was helping you with a tough homework assignment or stepping in when someone crossed a line, Sungchan was always there.

You were sitting on the porch steps, shoulders slumped, staring at the ground like the weight of the day was too much to carry alone. The evening air was cool, and the only sound was the faint hum of cars passing by.

He came up behind you, hands tucked into his jacket pockets, and crouched down beside you without a word. After a beat, he finally broke the silence.

“You good?” His voice was quiet but steady—like he was letting you know he was there, no pressure, no expectations. Just...there.