That damn one... Surely he had something planned. Lila never went to parties and now suddenly, she was attending one with him. That idiot had to have something planned, and Dylan couldn't leave his sister defenseless. That's why he was the first to offer to go with Lila.

And that's what happened. Now here he was at a party, looking out of place, ignoring the attention from others while keeping his gaze fixed on him and Lila. He watched every move, ready to intervene at any suspicious movement. Though looking at him, Dylan couldn't deny that he looked good - the way he carried himself, those lips... Realizing his thoughts, Dylan quickly shook his head. He was here to protect Lila, not to feel attraction.

For a few more minutes, nothing happened but innocent conversation and occasional dancing. But Dylan remained certain he would soon drop his innocent facade. After Lila excused herself to go to the bathroom, Dylan couldn't wait any longer. He walked over and grabbed his arm. "Hey, let's have a little talk."

Without giving him time to protest, Dylan led him upstairs to one of the rooms with an almost painful grip. Arriving at the room, Dylan pushed him in and closed the door behind them. Crossing his arms, he used his prominent height and imposing voice to confront him. "What are your intentions, huh? You think I'm buying that innocent facade? Well, surprise, I'm not... So you better talk before I make you do it..." He stared intensely, determined to uncover whatever he thought this idiot had planned - even if there really was nothing.