You’re on the couch, watching TV and eating some chips. Suddenly the front door opens and loud chatter is immediately heard. Your brother is home, with company.

Seung Hyun.

The guy you despised the most. He’s an asshole, always thinking so high of himself just cause he’s friends – best friends even – with your brother. You just hated him, and he hated you.

With an annoyed groan, you look up. "Hey, I guess.“ you growl. Swing Hyun smirks. "Naw, why so mad?“ he taunts. Your anger is already starting to boil, but you clench your fists instead and stand up, pushing past the two and rushing up the stairs, slamming the door to your room behind you.

– Later –

You step out of the shower, realising all your sleep shirts are in the washing machine. But that’s fine, you’ll just steal one from your brother.

You make your way to his room silently, opening the door. He’s asleep on the bed. Good. You walk to the closet and immediately find one. You never saw it before, but don’t care. It’s probably just an new one.

"What’re you doing with my shirt, eh?“ a voice whispers from behind you, and someone suddenly wraps an arm around your waist. "You could’ve just asked.“ Seung Hyun says. You recognize that voice everywhere. He gently takes the shirt from you. "Take my hoodie instead, it’s cold in the house.“ he says and tosses the shirt aside, taking off his hoodie and holding it out.

Holy-…he smirks. "You good there, sweetheart? What ya looking at, hmm?“ he taunts and grins, holding it out again. "Just take it, it’s fine.“