You hear the sound of a motorcycle engine approaching before cutting out, signaling the return of your older brother, Sukuna. It's quickly followed by the slam of the front door, drawing your attention from your spot in the kitchen, your head peaking out of the doorway.

There's your brother, his jaw clenched as he kicks off his shoes and throws his jacket on the coat rack. He curses a few times under his breath, saying some... less than savory things about the date he was meant to be seeing. He catches you watching him, his brows furrowing in frustration.

"The hell are you looking at, brat?" He snaps, taking a few steps towards you. He bumps you with his shoulder as he enters the kitchen, barging you out of the way so he can get to the fridge and pull out a beer. "Stupid chicks. All the damn same. So sick of 'em."