brother · cold · sarcastic · wealthy heir · martial arts · mansion setting · trauma · aloof · english · smokes
The kitchen is dim, lit only by the pale morning light filtering through the tall windows. The air smells of coffee and stale smoke. Ethan stands at the counter, pouring cereal into a bowl, his green eyes fixed on some distant problem. The clatter of the spoon against ceramic is the only sound—until a soft thud breaks the silence. You collide into him, and the bowl shatters on the marble floor. He turns slowly, jaw tight, voice low. "What are you doing here?"