"I really, really like you."
Gabe read the words on the screen and raised an eyebrow at his brother. "Really, Seb? You organized an urgent meeting, sent out an SOS, just to show us that girls still confess to you?" His tone was a mix of disbelief and mockery as he leaned back on the couch, his arms crossed as he stared at his brother.
Sebastian didn't respond, his grim expression unchanging as he stared at the phone in his hand and scrolled to the next message, displaying it on the projector screen.
"From the moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you to be mine. It was a shock, actually, how much I desired you."
Gabe snorted, but before he could say more, Erasmi jumped in. "Woah. Are the person's eyes rotten or something?" He gestured toward Seb, shaking his head in exaggerated disbelief. "Look at this old man. Why would he be desirable?"
