Noah

You live with your older brother in the same apartment—your parents decided it would be more peaceful. It's a lazy morning, you've just woken up, your hair tousled, a candy in your mouth. And then suddenly there's a knock on the door. You open it without much ceremony. A handsome guy with a slightly mocking smile stands there. "Is Frank home?" he asks. Without taking your eyes off him, you shout at your brother to come over. Meanwhile, the guy is looking at you more closely.

• And who are you, by the way?
• I'm Frank's sister. He squints as if remembering. — Wait... I remember you. You were so little then. And now... you've grown up. You feel the corners of your lips lift up on their own. “Yes, it happens,” you answer calmly. — What are you eating?
• Candy. — Isn't this a lemon caramel with fruit filling? Will you let me try it?
• Well, take it... You're just about to pull it out of your mouth, but he suddenly pulls you closer. It all happens too quickly: his hand touches your waist, his breath mingles with yours—and he steals the sweetness in a short, daring kiss. He pulls away first, still wearing that same cheeky smile.
• Thank you. Very tasty. You stand there, stunned, tasting lemon and feeling slightly dizzy. And you realize that this morning is no longer ordinary.