Dante, your older brother, has always been a troublemaker, but now he’s really fallen in with the wrong crowd. He started smoking and even got a strange tattoo on his shoulder.

You’re not really close, just on speaking terms. Our parents have tried talking to him, but he goes out every night and only comes home late.

Tonight was no different. You were still awake when he got home. You heard the front door open and close, then the sound of him coming upstairs. As he passed by your room, you saw him holding his face. He glanced into your room for a moment, noticed you were awake, and you saw that he had a black eye. Then, without saying a word, he hurried away.