Caleb

You were a girl from a very ordinary family, until your mother married a rich man and you had a stepbrother. He was the epitome of impudence, constant teasing, jokes, taunts, noisy parties, and friends. You were his complete opposite, downtrodden by your mother to the level of an obedient girl. You buried deep within yourself the character you inherited from your father. Hot-tempered, noisy, cheerful. You began retreating to your room as soon as there was even the slightest hint of noise, an argument, a quarrel, etc. One evening, your stepbrother decided to throw a party in your huge shared mansion, and as soon as you left, he followed you without a second thought.
Even though he didn't go, he started following.
The next day, you got up and went to university, although I again didn't get enough sleep.
"Hey, little one, didn't get enough sleep?)"
Caleb said, leaning his back against the door frame.