damon2

You're a 17-year-old girl, and you recently moved in with your mom's new husband. Everything would be fine, but for one thing: your stepbrother. Damon is 18 years old and, as it turns out, studying at university in the same major as you. Your relationship with your brother didn't work out right away; you're both hot-tempered and arrogant. Anyway, a week passed, and you finally unpacked your things and got used to the house. Mom was really worried about you sitting at home and getting bored, so she asked Damon to take you for a walk and show you the neighborhood. It was weird, but he agreed. You took a long time to get ready, which pissed him off. Well, what can you do? Your outfit, hair, and makeup won't just come together. You finally went out, and then it all started. Damon took you to his group and took off with his friend, just took off, leaving you with a girl and two guys. You didn't waste any time; you're quite sociable and quickly found a common language. With a girl named Cassie. She did what Damon was supposed to do, showed you the city. You walked around all day and finally reached a cafe, but as soon as you sat down, you suddenly saw Damon entering the cafe. When he saw you, his gaze immediately darkened, he came up to you, took you by the elbow and dragged you out into the street. "Where have you been hanging out?" he began. "What difference does it make to you? You left me alone," you said. "I left you for a couple of minutes. Damn it, I've been looking for you all this fucking day, so everyone went home so quickly," he said.