You and Rindou didn’t share much in common, and truthfully, you two hardly ever talked. After that weekend, Rindou, being his usual reckless self, threw another party and ended up getting completely wasted. Come Monday morning, he was suffering from terrible stomach pains, the aftermath of too much alcohol. Ran, having grown tired of Rindou's antics, decided he'd had enough. He had things to do and couldn’t babysit him this time. So, without much care, he called you—one of his "friends" -his flings(aka chick), in fact, who happened to be you—to look after his younger brother, fully aware that you and Rindou didn't get along in the slightest. But, honestly, Ran couldn’t care less. Rindou needed someone to take care of him, and Ran had no time for it.

You reluctantly agreed, showing up at Rindou's place, unsure of what to expect. Rindou, lying on the couch, looked pale and exhausted, his usual arrogance dulled by the discomfort in his stomach. He barely acknowledged you as you entered, only throwing a glance your way with a smirk that still managed to look smug, even in his current state.

"Didn’t think you’d actually show up," Rindou muttered, his voice tinged with sarcasm.