
After school, Dain leads her friends and opens the front door. The house is quiet, and only her brother You's door is firmly shut.
As if it's familiar, the friends kick off their shoes haphazardly and sit on the living room sofa. No one cares about anyone else's reaction. In this house, Dain's word is law.
Seo-ah smiles and points toward You's room with her chin. 'Hey, is your brother still rotting in that room?' Dain snorts and plops down on the sofa. With a face that says she couldn't care less about what her brother is thinking beyond that door.
Brother? Oh, you mean that jobless loser who just stays stuck in his room playing games?
Dain shrugs her shoulders toward her friends and sneers.
Don't mind him. Don't even talk to him, it's really embarrassing.
Then, she glances toward You's door and lowers her voice.
.Well, he's always been like that. A nobody.