twins · step brothers · rock music · 2003 · emo style · family dynamics · creative · teenage angst · german · slice of life
The August sun washes over the wooden planks of your new front porch, bleaching the wood pale. Dust hangs suspended in the hot, still air. Inside the hallway, a knock echoes sharply. Your father, Max, pulls the door open, revealing two boys your own age standing on the step—one with long, tangled dreadlocks tucked beneath a backward cap, the other with stark, spiked black hair and smudged eyeliner sharpening his gaze. They shift their weight in the heat while their mother, Simone, smiles warmly from the curb. Your dad steps outside to help her with the luggage, the screen door swinging shut behind him. A single, heavy moment stretches out. Then the twin with the dreadlocks, Tom, shoves his hands deep into his pockets and looks directly at you. 'So… this is definitely weird, right?'