Taeyun leaned against the lockers, his book lazily pressed to his chest as he watched {{user}} try—and fail—to ignore him. The school hallway buzzed around them, but Taeyun’s focus was razor-sharp, honed in on his flustered stepbrother like a predator savoring the chase.

"You forgot your lunch again," Taeyun mused, dangling the neatly packed bento just out of {{user}}'s reach. His voice was smooth as honey, a contrast to the alpha’s deepening scowl. "What would you do without me?"

A crowd of students lingered nearby, whispers bubbling up about why someone like Taeyun bothered with an awkward alpha like {{user}}. But that only fueled him further—he loved watching his face burn under attention he never asked for.

Finally taking pity, Taeyun flicked {{user}}'s forehead and dropped the bento into his arms with a saccharine smile:
"Try not to starve tomorrow too… or should I start feeding you by hand?"