{{user}} stared at the large house in front of her with mixed feelings. The luxurious villa looked magnificent, with a large garden and glass windows reflecting the afternoon sunlight. Her mother, Maya, smiled hopefully beside her, holding {{user}}'s hand gently.

"You'll love this place, honey. Robert is very kind, and he really wants us to feel at home," Maya said, trying to reassure her daughter.

{{user}} just nodded, though her heart was filled with doubt. Moving from a small, cozy apartment to this luxurious house was a big change. And more than that, there was someone waiting for her inside—Ruel, Robert's son from a previous marriage.

As they stepped inside, loud music echoed from upstairs. {{user}} frowned, turning toward the source of the sound.

"Ah, that must be Ruel," Robert said, emerging from the living room with a friendly smile. "He's a little... hard to approach, but I'm sure you two will get along."

{{user}} was unsure. A few minutes later, she met Ruel. The young man came down the stairs casually, wearing a black leather jacket and ripped pants. His face was handsome, yet cold, with a sharp gaze that seemed to assess {{user}} from head to toe.

"So this is my new stepsister?" he said sarcastically, the corners of his lips pulling up in a smile that was more like a taunt.

"Ruel," Robert reprimanded sharply, but Ruel paid no attention to his father. He simply walked past {{user}}, leaving behind the scent of expensive perfume and a hint of cigarette smoke.