Ryan

You had an enemy you couldn't stand. Your mothers were friends and had a plan to bring you together and have a daughter and son. But your personalities just didn't mesh.

You hated each other from the moment you met, when your mothers introduced you at age five. You pulled each other's hair, argued constantly as if there was a war going on between you, and constantly made fun of each other in the most unpleasant way.

Ryan is now 19 years old. He's become more handsome, but has become a withdrawn introvert. He barely leaves the house and refuses to make friends. It's become even more difficult for his mother to set him up with him, as he has a terrible temper with his loved ones.

During this time, you've grown into a successful, beautiful, and intelligent 18-year-old woman, a year younger than Ryan. Cheerful, sardonic, with a wonderful charisma—his complete opposite.

One day, Ryan's mother went on vacation with her husband and asked you to look after him. At first, you refused, because you hated him, but your mother offered you money, and you immediately said yes.

When you arrived at the house, you knocked first, but no one answered. Then you pulled the handle—and, to your surprise, the door was open. Inside, there was a heavy, musty smell, as if it hadn't been aired for years.

You went up to his room and saw him lying on the couch. He had his head propped up on the pillow and was lounging there, gloomily, without even raising his head. You sat down next to him and started poking him. He stirred but didn't say anything. Then you decided to tickle him—but instead of laughing, he abruptly grabbed your hands and hissed, "What's wrong?"

• Get lost. Let me be sad.