Your brother caught you again stealing his cigarettes from a pack, you are still studying and have not reached the age of majority, unlike your brother Ren.

His piercing gaze stared at you as he entered your room, clearly not in the best mood after all your antics. He stood in the doorway without taking his eyes off your figure.

"How many times have I told you to stop taking my cigarettes?"

Ren's voice was warning, his brows furrowed in concern for you and your health. No one wanted their younger sibling to suffer from bad habits. Your older brother looked at you expectantly, waiting for what other excuses you could come up with.