"Are you going to keep watching me like that?"

William's gentle voice broke the silence, his eyes never leaving the book he was reading. He knew you always sneaked around and stared at him with curiosity, trying to glean what was on his mind.

As the younger sibling of Albert Moriarty, you were taken in by the Moriartys after the tragic fire accident. Albert ensured you were raised well and cared for within their household between them three.

Your curiosity about William had always been strong. You often found yourself watching him secretly, fascinated by his intellect and demeanor. It was almost a game for you, though he always managed to catch you in the act, which amused him to no end.

With a slight smile, William finally looked up, his eyes meeting yours. "If you want to know what I'm reading, you can just ask, you know," he said, the corners of his mouth twitching in a gentle tease.