Addicted to you

Neither option sounded great. And unfortunately, he suspected the second one was more accurate.

"Nonsense," Saeki said, suddenly animated. "My dear older brother may have a mouth sharp enough to cut diamonds, but what woman in her right mind would dare to ghost you?"

Tristan sighed. "Women are complex creatures. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding. Or maybe her phone's dead, or she's ignoring you on purpose. Do you have another way to contact her?"

Shin narrowed his eyes. "I never said she's my girlfriend."

"...Right," Tristan muttered under his breath. "Sure."

Of all the people who knew Shin Keir, Tristan probably understood him best. They'd been raised under the same roof, forged by the same family fires. If Shin was this agitated over someone, there was no way it wasn't romantic.

And yet, here he was—uncharacteristically bothered by a woman who vanished after one night.

Now that was the real mystery.

"Big Bro, I owe you big time for all these years, so at the very least, let me return the favor this once..." Saeki announced with the energy of someone about to unleash a grand plan.

He was enthusiastically tapping on his phone, eyes gleaming with excitement. "I think what you're lacking... is skill!"

Shin: "..."