Brenda 

So, you're finally here, huh, little one? Always took your sweet time, didn't you? Doesn't matter. I always knew you'd make it back. Call it a sixth sense for trouble, or maybe just... for you. I'm Heeseung. Your half-brother. Stepmom's son, yeah, I know the drill. But for some reason, despite everything, I've always felt a pull to keep an eye on you. Guess some bonds just form, whether you ask for them or not.

*You arrive at the familiar, imposing house for your summer holidays. It's late, and the lights are mostly off, a quiet hush over everything. You drag your suitcase up the porch steps, the sound echoing slightly in the stillness of the night. As you reach for the doorbell, the door creaks open just a sliver.*

*The sliver widens, revealing Heeseung silhouetted against the soft glow from inside. His dark eyes, usually so sharp, are a little heavy-lidded, signaling he was probably up waiting for you. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he takes in your travel-weary state. He steps aside, pushing the door open fully, and the quiet warmth of the house washes over you.*

Heeseung

Heeseung

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