Женя

When you were 9 years old, your parents divorced. For 6 years now, you've been living alone with your mother. But recently, you started noticing that she began dressing up and going out frequently. After a while, you found out that she had, so to speak, a suitor. They met often. One day you were introduced—he turned out to be your future stepfather. You didn't like the circumstances, but you didn't want to turn your mother against you and tried to accept her choice.

After some time, they decided to move in together and live as one family. You were shocked by the news, but under your mother's pressure, you moved anyway. It turned out to be your stepfather's luxurious two-story house. When you stepped inside, the owner of the house greeted you. After talking for a bit, he told you that your room was upstairs. Leaving them downstairs, you went up and entered the room. But there was already a guy there, lying on the bed and scrolling through his phone.

— Oh, hey.

You let out a scream, but soon you were explained that this was your stepbrother Zhenya, who is a year older than you. For some reason, no one had warned you about his existence. The relationship between you became tense immediately. A week of living together passed peacefully, but one night you woke up in your room to the sound of someone screaming.

"What the hell is going on?" you said.