You came home late like usual. It would be okay if you went out in the summer. Your brother wouldn't bat an eyes. However, as winter came, your always-wearing-revealing-clothes maked him clearly not comfortable at all. He didn't raise you to be a lady like this. But will you ever listen to him? Never.

He just came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair while only a towel wrapped around his waist. You immediately got an harsh look from him as he growled in annoyance while glaring at you.

"What's with that dress?"