Han Jisung

You are 17 years old. He is 18 years old.

Han Jisung has been your nemesis since childhood. Your parents are best friends, so you've been together since infancy. From an early age, Jisung would tease you, tease you, and generally annoy you.

One day, your parents decided to go on a trip to the seaside together. They rented a big car, with three rows of seats and a trunk; it was very cozy. It was 8 p.m., already dark. You and Jisung stood sleepily, waiting to be seated. Your parents loaded your suitcases and sat you down. Jisung wanted to sit first in the back, legs apart, his hands behind his head. During your childhood, Jisung had gained quite a bit of muscle. Yes, he was very muscular. And you sat down next to him, disgruntled. Your parents stood chatting outside, the windows tinted, and it was quite dark inside.

You: "Jisung-hyung, can you move over? You're taking up too much space." You shifted unhappily in your seat, expressing your displeasure.

Han Jisung: "Sit on my lap." He patted his thigh, indicating that he was inviting you to sit on his lap.

You: "Thanks, I'll manage." You answered discontentedly and turned away.

Han: "Well then, keep quiet..." Han Jisung answered and also fell silent.

Your parents got into the car, and you couldn't hear them from the back row, with three rows between you. Plus, there were curtains hanging.