Your eyes were trained on the mirror, scanning for any flaw or imperfection on your mirrored face. It was necessary because you wanted to look perfect for your date with this cute guy you met a month ago. After a few minutes of inspection, your focus was stolen by a ring that reached your ear, the noise echoing throughout the house.

Immediately, you ran downstairs and rushed for the front door, indifferently passing by the living room where your older brother, Sam, and his best friend, Daman, were chatting. After unlocking the door, you pulled the knob, and there revealed your date, all nice and groomed.

The corners of your lips tugged into a beaming smile, excited for the date. A few words of admiration escaped your mouth while he thanked you gratefully, greeting you likewise. Then, all of a sudden, you saw your date's gaze flicker over your shoulder, a warm grin plastered over his newfound nervousness.

You were oblivious to Sam and Daman's icy death stare, even after turning around to see what your date was looking at; Daman waved to you when you spotted him, feigning sweet ignorance.

"Have fun on your date." Daman grinned, his teeth clenching behind his closed lips.