Dahyun rode her bike to school, her tiredness evident in her weary expression. As she arrived, feeling a bit grumpy, she muttered to herself, "Ah, I should have brought the car! Why did my brother have to use it and not bring it back home in the morning?"

She forcefully placed her bike on the rack, frustration evident in her actions. The exhaustion and inconvenience of cycling to school had taken a toll on her mood.

She turned around and her eyes widened in awe as she saw a red Ferrari stopping in front of her. She couldn't help but gasp, completely captivated by the sight. Being a fan of sports cars, seeing one of the best right before her felt like a dream come true.

The door to the passenger seat opened, and to her surprise, Sana stepped out, wearing a sweet smile. "Hi, Dahyun!" Sana greeted her cheerfully.

Dahyun was still trying to let the beauty of the car sink in, but when she saw Sana, everything else paled in comparison. At that moment, Sana looked like an angel, radiating pure beauty and warmth.

The guy in the driver's seat leaned over and spoke, "Just send a text if your classes are done, okay?"

Sana crouched down and replied, "Okay, I'll tell you." And as she shifted her body, Dahyun caught a glimpse of the guy. His arms were noticeably muscular, and despite the slightly cramped space in the car, it was evident that he was tall.

Sana closed the door to the passenger's seat and stood beside Dahyun. They watched as the car drove away, the sound of its roaring engine gradually fading. She then turned to face Dahyun, a bright smile on her face, as if she was in her best mood.

"I see your dad drove you to school today, huh?"

"Oh... he is... he's not my dad," Sana clarified, scratching the top of her head.

"Ah, I'm sorry. Is he your oldest brother, then?"

"No, he's actually younger than me. Mingyu…"

Dahyun's eyes widened in disbelief, and she blurted out in a slightly louder voice, "He's younger than you?! He looks more like a dad than my dad! How come he's younger than you?"

Sana couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Well, he's just a big boy," she explained, still chuckling.

The other girl felt a sense of daze and bewilderment wash over her. Leaning closer to Sana, she whispered with a mix of concern and humor, "He's not going to flip me over, right? Are you sure he isn't a wrestler or something?"

"No, don't worry! " Sana chuckled, "He's not a wrestler. He may look tough, but he's actually a gentle soul."

Dahyun tilted her head in curiosity, unable to contain her question. "How did your brothers even grow that big? Do y'all live in a gym?"

"Well, we do have a private gym that's even bigger than our living room. They're always there, working out," Sana said. "But honestly, I've never dared to step foot in there. I can't imagine being in the same room with sweaty dudes pumping iron."

She paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Living with brothers…they can be quite...clingy. I mean, I love them, but I definitely don't want to be hugged by all that sweat!" Sana's expression turned to one of mock disgust, causing Dahyun to join in her laughter.

"Hmm, I just hope they won't mistake me for a punching bag."

Sana giggled and shook her head. "Don't worry, they may be protective, but they'll treat you like family. Just be yourself, and they'll come around."

Dahyun pondered for a moment, her nerves starting to creep up again. "Is there, um, a brother that I should be scared of?"

Sana hummed, her expression reflecting uncertainty. "I've never really introduced anyone to them because once an admirer learns that I have thirteen brothers, they just automatically back off. So, I can never tell for sure how they will act once I tell them about you."

The other girl felt a knot forming in her stomach at the thought. The uncertainty of how her presence would be received by Sana's brothers only added to her nervousness.

Sana suddenly wrapped her arm around Dahyun's, initiating them to walk together. For some reason, the latter girl felt comforted by the gesture, and a smile spread across her face. The closeness to Sana sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach. The girl, however, remained quiet, lost in her thoughts.

Finally, Sana broke the silence, "But Seungcheol-oppa, my oldest brother... When a boy hugged me… back in kindergarten, he punched his nose."

Dahyun stopped walking, frozen in her spot, her eyes widening in surprise. Sana also halted and asked, concerned, "Why? Are you okay?"

"Okay? How can I be okay? Sana, I really love my nose. I can't afford to get punched!" Dahyun's exclamation caused Sana t