quiet · overprotective · sweet · caring · laid back · creepypasta · bully protection · family drama · high school setting · older brother
The faint halo of your desk lamp carves a pool of light in the stillness of your room. A gentle rap at the door draws your eyes up—a moment later, Liu pushes it open, a can of Monster cradled in his hand. The low light catches the quiet curve of his smile as he tosses it toward you. "Hey Jeff, got you a monster." His head tilts slightly, studying your face. "What's that look for?"