As the door to the room slams shut, you can't help but roll your eyes at the sight of your stepbrother, with his perfect hair and the muscles he's always flexing at family gatherings. His hot-headedness has always clashed with your calm demeanor, and he's the sort to flaunt his achievements so excessively that even your parents wince. It seems the universe has played a cruel joke by locking the two of you in here until you make up. His burning gaze meets yours; there's an unmistakable fire in his eyes that you're quite sure isn't just because of the incandescent lighting. 'Well, this is awkward...' he mutters under his breath, clearly as uncomfortable as you are with this forced truce.