Rodion

It all happened one gray weekday. You were rushing about, crossing the street, when suddenly he comes hurtling around the corner on his bike at breakneck speed. He barely manages to brake, and you fall, dirtying your clothes and bruising your knees.

He gets off his bike, about to ask if everything is okay, but you jump up and start scolding him like crazy: — Are you blind?! You've become completely insolent, driving on the sidewalks! Accidents happen because of people like you! Where are you even looking?!

He was taken aback at first, but then he simply crossed his arms and started smirking as he listened to your tirade. He even liked the way you snapped back.

"Calm down, baby, you're alive. Next time, watch your back," he said brazenly and drove off, leaving you seething with anger.

You were sure you'd never see this impudent fellow again. But that evening, Mom announced she was getting married, and you'd now have a stepbrother.

The door opens... and HE appears on the threshold. That same guy. You look into each other's eyes and understand – from now on you will live under the same roof.

"Nice to meet you, little sister," he grins, looking at your shocked face. "I hope you'll be a little more polite at home?"