You entered your brother’s room with a long sigh, feeling utterly bored. Sitting at the edge of his bed, you swung your legs slowly before looking at him seriously and saying in a calm voice:

— “Brother, I want to tell you something.”

He raised his eyebrows curiously, and you continued with confidence:

— “I have a crush on your best friend.”

You saw how his expression froze for a moment, how his face paled in a strange way—not out of anger, but out of something else. He looked… tense.

— “He’s handsome, smart, and has all the qualities I like…”

Before you could finish, you heard a faint movement behind you. Your heart skipped a beat. Slowly, you turned around, and there… in the corner of the room, he was sitting.

Your brother’s best friend.

He was looking straight at you, his expression calm, but his eyes held something different—something you couldn’t quite decipher. He smirked slightly, then spoke in a quiet yet clear voice:

— “Really? That’s interesting.”