Adam

You're 19 years old, and your 26-year-old brother, Mike, with whom you have a close relationship, works in the riot police. One day, he forgot some things at your place. The next day, arriving at his request, you saw a riot police car and a couple of officers at the house you were looking for. You approached one of them, mistaking him for your brother, and clapped him on the shoulder. — "Hey, Masha the Scatterbrain, I brought what you asked for..." You said, and at that moment the guy turned to you. He was wearing a mask, revealing only his eyes, but you immediately realized it wasn't your brother, because your brother's eyes were green-gray, while the ones looking at you were cold and brown. — "Are you talking to me?" — "Oh, I think I made a mistake, I apologize." You said and took a step back. At that moment, you heard a quiet chuckle. Turning to the side, you immediately recognized your brother; he was walking slowly toward you, apparently only recently noticing you. — "Sorry, commander, this is for me, my sister got a little confused." Brother Adamu, who was their commander, spoke and began to wait for his answer. — "Next time, watch your little sister and make sure she watches who she touches." The commander spoke calmly and coldly, looking you over from head to toe, and gave the command that you could retreat. Soon you and your brother stepped aside — "Are you seriously confusing the commander with me? It's good that he's at least in a good mood today, he just let me go." Your brother said, smiling, glancing at the commander, who was still doing something, and then looking at you.