guys its the weekend yk what that means updates GLAMOUR( the song also thank Beyoncé)

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You might already know I'm looking for a partner, but did you know my little brother, Jungwon, has been quietly crushing on someone for years? I say "someone" because he refuses to spill any details, no matter how much I press him. But anyway, enough about that.

I walked over to Youthful, the cozy little café/boba shop near campus. As soon as I stepped in, a catchy K-pop song with that upbeat, Powerpuff Girls kind of vibe started playing. I couldn't help but hum along; the energy just clicked with my mood.

Scanning the room, I spotted Arin by the window, sipping on a boba tea. She looked relaxed, and something about her friendly smile made me feel like she'd be the easiest to approach. Unlike Yeji—who's Hyunjin's sister, by the way, and seems to be getting really cozy with Ryujin lately—Arin didn't come with any intimidating friend circles or unspoken territory warnings.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over, giving her a little wave. "Hey,Arin. Mind if I join you?"

"Yeah, sure, no problem!" she replied with a warm smile. Her long black hair, streaked with subtle blonde highlights, framed her face perfectly. She'd topped it off with a cute fall-themed headband, and honestly, it suited her vibe.

I slid into the seat across from her, feeling a bit more at ease. "Nice headband—it really suits you," I said, hoping I didn't sound too cheesy.

She laughed softly. "Thanks! I thought it'd be fun to get into the fall spirit. So, what brings you here today?"

"Needed a break from homework and all," I said with a shrug, trying to keep it casual. "And I thought this place was a good spot to relax. Plus, the music's kind of catchy."

She nodded in agreement, tapping her fingers along to the beat. "Totally! I come here when I need a study break too. So, what's stressing you out? Psychology again?"

"Yeah, it's my go-to subject for headaches," I joked. We both laughed, and the conversation felt easier than I'd expected.

We chatted about the recent assessments and our reasons for choosing psychology. She mentioned she got into it because of some family trauma she wanted to understand better. For me, it was... well, kind of similar, but different. The pain of never feeling fully understood or loved by my parents is what pushed me to study it. They always seemed to adore Jungwon—he was their golden child.

For a while, I'd almost started resenting him, feeling like I'd somehow been replaced by my own little brother. But one day, Jungwon pulled me aside and admitted something that completely changed things. He told me he hated the attention just as much as I did. He wanted to be seen for himself, not as this perfect image they had of him. That moment brought us closer, and not long after, we decided to move out together.

He's 19 now, and we've built our own little world where we can actually be ourselves.

I checked the time—it was getting late, and I figured it was about time to head home. As I walked out, I realized something: I liked Arin as a person, genuinely. She was easy to talk to, and the conversation felt natural. But as for dating her? It didn't quite feel right. Something just didn't click in that way, you know? It felt like trying to force a piece into a puzzle where it didn't belong.

Still, before I left, I asked for her number, and she happily shared it. Later, I decided to text her, figuring it'd be good to keep in touch. She might not be the one, but who says I can't have another good friend?

After texting Arin, I headed back to the apartment I shared with Jungwon. Just as I was reaching the building, it hit me—I'd left my little brother alone the night before to crash at Chan's place. And I haven't seen him since.

Feeling a pang of worry, I pulled out my phone and called him. One ring, two rings... then... Decline.

I stared at the screen, feeling my chest tighten a bit. Seriously? Jungwon rarely declined my calls. Now, a dozen thoughts raced through my mind. Where could he be? And why wasn't he answering?

I headed inside, still feeling a bit uneasy. But nothing—and I mean nothing—prepared me for the sight that greeted me.

There, standing in our living room, was my little brother Jungwon... wrapped up in the arms of none other than Park Jeongseong, the college heartthrob himself, also known as Jay. And they weren't just standing there. They were kissing—full-on, wrapped-up-in-each-other kissing.

I stood there, frozen, my mind doing a hard reset. This was Jungwon, my brother—the same Jungwon who'd been so tight-lipped about his love life that I thought he might never open up about it. And here he was, right in front of me, with Jay.

They finally broke apart, realizing I was there. Jungwon's eyes widened, and Jay looked like he was already trying to figure out an escape plan.

"Uh... hey, hyung," Jungwon stammered, looking like he'd just been caught stealing from the cookie jar—except, you know, way worse.

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thats enough for now yall 😘😍