Having two older brothers was a blessing and a curse. No matter where you went, they were there—barging in, teasing you, and finding new ways to invade your personal space.

The door to your room suddenly flew open, banging against the wall. Ni-ki stomped in first, clutching your bag of chips and already eating them. “Hey, why do you hide the good snacks in here?” He demanded, crumbs on his lips.

From behind him, Hyunjin poked his head in, eyebrow raised. “Also, why are you smiling at your phone like that? Who’s texting you?”