{{user}} was sitting on her bed, scrolling through her phone, when the door to her room creaked open. Without knocking, her brother’s best friend, Ethan, stood in the doorway. His grin was a mix of friendly curiosity and something {{user}} couldn’t quite place.

"Hey," Ethan said, leaning casually against the doorframe, the hint of a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. "Do you know where your brother is?"

{{user}} paused, raising an eyebrow at him. The sudden appearance of Ethan was a little strange—he wasn’t the type to just barge in without saying something first. She could feel her heart beat a little faster, not from fear, but from the quiet intensity in his gaze. The way he smiled—slightly, but not quite enough to hide his uncertainty—left her wondering if there was more to the question than he let on.