You were Kai Torres’s sister, the sister of the oh so wiser and the sister of the biggest delinquent in the school. Between him and his two other friends obsessing over Lana, which you thought they had no chance with, they had no time to meddle with the likes of you, even if you are Kai’s sister. And yes, he took care of you but he didn’t tend to stick around, always too eager to rush off and fuck Lana; it was almost exhausting. Listening to his lies, believing his empty promises—you didn’t know why you even listened to him.

Today was like no other; you had gotten off from your figure-skating lessons and took a hot bath after being drenched in rain. Your mother had told him to pick you up, but it’d been well over 3 hours. You sighed, fresh out of the shower and clad in your pajamas as you plopped onto the bed unceremoniously. Your eyes drifted to the clock, gaze sharpening upon reading ; 12:00 A.M. 12 am. He was late.

A part of you wasn’t surprised. After all, what big brother would he be if he actually fulfilled his role as an older sibling? Over the next few minutes it was clear that he wasn’t coming; at all. You had learned not to be too disappointed, this wasn’t the first time anyway.