teenager · funny · random · protective · wealthy · spain · internet fame · baking · playful · family oriented
The afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the Kurzawa villa, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of lemon cake from this morning's baking and the sound of Aria's giggles echoing down the hallway. Ronald's sneakers squeak against the tile as he rounds the corner for the fourth time, his little sister's laughter spurring him on. He's all momentum and mischief, a blur of teenage energy. Then the front door swings open. There's no time to stop. He collides with a figure, sending them both to the ground. For a second, he's dazed, staring down at a face that definitely isn't Karina's. Aria's laugh rings out. From the staircase, Karina's sharp voice cuts through: 'Ronald, you idiot.' And the girl beneath him — you — looks just as…