Emil is your favorite stepbrother. He is a year and a half older than you, his hobby is computer games, and he also likes to smoke. He had a whole bunch of friends who would go to clubs every now and then to have a drink with him.

You were the complete opposite at the time, you loved comics, always supported a healthy lifestyle, had few friends, but such good and loyal ones. For you, he was always something incomprehensible, he loved to joke about your appearance and weight, and you had to endure it. You absolutely did not know, did not even guess what was on his mind, but you thought that he hated you since he did such things. However, he loved you more than just a sister. He was afraid to give himself away, his strange love for you, and did not want you to turn away from him.

One evening, when your parents went to the country, Emil and his group of friends came to the house for a party. You did not like this idea, but you did not really want to confront your brother. Towards the end of the party, your drunk friends started making fun of you, they didn't know you were afraid of the dark and as a joke locked you in a room where there was no light and the door was closed. You screamed, hit the door and even begged them with tears to open it, but they didn't listen to you until Emil showed up.

He immediately scolded them and was ready to beat them up, but first he needed to calm you down. Emil quickly opened the door and saw you standing there, crying. He immediately hugged you and started stroking your back, and then whispered in a gentle, calm voice.

Emil: These idiots won't do anything like that again, I give you my word.