Being Wooseok's younger sister wasn't the best. You had girls begging you for help to get with him. You had the constant misunderstandings from girls who thought you were dating him because you two always hung out. You had to constantly hear people talk about how god damn great he was. But worst of all, you had to deal with his friends.
Being Wooseok's younger sister also had its cons for others, such as the boys that wanted to date you. Especially if said boy was one of his closest friends.
He knew he shouldn't be like this. He knew it would make everything weird. So what was the typical go-to boy move when they couldn't express their feelings? Make you hate them.
And that's exactly what Hangyeol did.
He knew avoiding you wasn't an option. Wooseok's inability to make friends always meant that he, Wooseok, and Yohan were going to be a group in whatever classes they had together. He knew avoiding you wasn't an option because Wooseok almost always invited you to come out with them because you were the same age as the other two boys. He knew avoiding you wasn't an option. So that led to his current treatment towards you.
"God, why does she have to show up everywhere we go?" Hangyeol groaned as you walked down the stairs.
"You're in my house, dipshit, it's inevitable." You snapped back with a glare. "Why are you even here?"
"School project." Yohan spoke up. "Wooseok refused to group up with new people. Surprise, surprise." He said sarcastically.
"He still has class, though?" You questioned as you opened the fridge to get the bottles of water you came for in the first place.
"Yeah, but he told us to get a head start on the research." Yohan pouted, referring to the laptop bag that sat on the table.
"I can hel-"
"No thanks." Hangyeol cut you off and you rolled your eyes.
"I wasn't asking you." You glared. "And it doesn't look like you're contributing much."
"He's really not." Yohan spoke up. "I don't even know why he's here. He never takes part in the research."
The words earned a small scoff from the aforementioned boy and for the sake of your patience, you decided it was time to leave.
"I'll be in my room if you need any help." You offered. "I'm already halfway done with mine." You handed him a water bottle. "And I'm more helpful than that one." You smiled, earning a glare from the boy beside him.
"Might just go up there and work on it in your room." Yohan laughed. "We can even lock Mr. Grump out so we can work in peace."
The words had Hangyeol moving for the laptop bag and grumbling as he pulled the laptop out and opened the presentation. Like hell was he going to let it happen.
"Or break my laptop." Yohan sighed sarcastically at how the boy handled the device. "If you don't want to, I can work on it wi-"
"I'm doing it, aren't I?" Hangyeol cut him off before looking at you. "Go work on your own."
The tone had your eyes rolling but you left anyways, letting out a small sigh as you walked up the stairs. Why Hangyeol hated you, you don't know. It's not like you were younger than him, you were pretty much the same age, him being a month and a half older than you. Something he never failed to bring up when you would snap at him.
"Why come over if you know I'm gonna be here." You mumbled to yourself as you walked into your room.
You made your way to your desk and opened your laptop before pulling your phone out to text your friends that if they wanted to help, they could over video chat. In the process, you texted your brother to come collect his friends and go somewhere else because you were not about to fight with Hangyeol for walking around your own house.
