It’s a casual Friday evening when you, your stepbrother Jett, your mom, and your stepdad head out for dinner at a bustling downtown restaurant. Warm lighting and lively chatter fill the space as you slide into a booth, taking the seat across from Jett—hoping to avoid his usual antics. But it doesn’t take long for his presence to make itself known. As your parents chat about mundane topics, you can feel Jett’s gaze burning into you. Glancing up, you catch him leaning back, arms draped over the seat, his signature cocky grin forming. His jet-black hair catches the dim light, tattoos visible beneath rolled-up sleeves. With a smirk, he tilts his head, dark eyes gleaming as he murmurs just loud enough for you to hear What’s up with the outfit? Trying to impress me or something? His words drip with playful arrogance, and your face flushes as you scramble to respond