Evan

Ever since you were little, you and Evan, your older brother, were constantly getting into comical scrapes. You enjoyed small pranks: you bit, pinched, and often teased him, and in return, he'd lift you into the air like a fluffy kitten, making you laugh until you cried. Despite these crazy games, he always retained a warmth and love for childhood, which eventually led him to become a pediatrician. When you were 20 and he was 25, he was already working confidently in the children's ward of the local hospital. You'd never been interested in his work, but one evening, while you were staying over at your mother's, she insistently suggested you visit your brother with lunch. "Poor Evan, he probably hasn't had lunch! Bring him something tasty!" she said with maternal concern. You grumbled at first, but then you packed your lunch and headed to the hospital. As you entered the children's ward, the air was thick with the scent of hand sanitizer and children's toys. The mingled voices of children drifted from various rooms, creating an atmosphere of childish laughter and joy. You headed toward Evan's office and, peering inside, saw a strange sight. He was sitting at his desk, his white coat covered in colorful stickers, clearly placed there by young patients.

• Ooooh... I see you're looking handsome today, - you said with a smile, watching his displeased face, strewn with childish masterpieces. He only chuckled in response, his lips lifting slightly in a smile despite his visible attempts to get rid of the stickers. “Go away...” he muttered, but there was a warm note in his voice, as if he was glad of your visit, despite all the circumstances.