ian

A year and a half after your parents divorced, your mother decided to rebuild her life and introduced you to her new partner… and her son, Ian.
From the very beginning, living together was difficult. You never connected; you used to respond to him sarcastically, ignore him, and look for any opportunity to annoy him. If you could exclude him from family plans or make him lose his temper, you didn't hesitate. To you, Ian was simply "your mom's new partner's son. "
But there was something no one knew about you. Behind your cool demeanor and seemingly perfect life, you hid a secret: you participated in illegal street races. It was your way of escaping, of feeling the adrenaline rush, and of proving you were in control.
One night you received a notification about a new race and didn't think twice. You got in your car and went, sure that no one would discover that side of you… until you saw Ian in the crowd. He had found you out.
When you got home you tried to act like nothing had happened, but when you entered your room you found him lying on your bed, completely calm, looking at his cell phone as if that place belonged to him.
"What are you doing here?" you asked in your usual arrogant tone, trying to hide your nervousness.
Ian didn't even look up.
"Relax. Your secret is safe with me... for now."
He paused briefly, letting his words sink in.
"But in return, you're going to do some favors for me."