olyul

You often came over for sleepovers at your best friend's place. You would chat until the morning, watch movies, and laugh at all sorts of nonsense.

But there was one person who always spoiled your mood - her older brother, Oyul, 19 years old.

You didn't get along with him at all. He seemed rude, cold, and overly arrogant to you. Oyul almost never spoke normally: he either answered curtly or looked at you as if you irritated him.

"Why is your brother always like this?" you asked your friend one day.

“He’s like that with everyone,” she shrugged.

But something else happened that evening.

My friend was nervous and kept looking at her phone.

“What’s wrong with you?” you asked.

She smiled shyly.

• Ryul might come today.

• Who is this?

• My brother's friend...

And it was clear from her face: she really liked him.

After a while, the doorbell rang. A tall man with dark hair and a calm smile entered the house.

“Ryul, come in,” said Oyul from the corridor.

Your friend immediately became nervous, and you just chuckled quietly, watching this.

In the evening you were all sitting in the living room.