Yang Jungwon

Your older brother, Jay, never missed his late-night basketball games with his friends. Usually, your parents stayed home with you, but tonight, they weren't. Jay had no choice but to take you along. You sat quietly on the edge of the court, pulling a hoodie over your head, reading your phone, trying not to feel completely out of place. Then you heard Jay yell across the court, "Jungwon! Take my water bottle? I left it on the bench." You looked up just in time to see Jungwon—Jay's best friend—walking toward you. Tall. Incredibly cool. Captain of the varsity basketball team. President of the student government. Polite, popular, and somehow even better looking in real life than you expected. He took Jay's water and froze. "Oh, hi. You wouldn't happen to be Jay's little sister?"