"...ew." Sunhee hated this part of town. Run down, dirty, suspicious people staring at her and as her bright, soft outfit made her stick out like a sore thumb.
"You!" She spotted him at the end of a street, getting a running start (though it wasn't very fast or very aggressive) and greeting her dumb half brother with tiny smacks to his arm. "You were supposed to pick me up an hour ago!" Continuing to let out her little frustrations, her hits probably barely felt through his jacket, she ran herself out of breath, pushing away and moving out the strands of hair that had fallen in to her face.
"I had to walk home from class! Then you made me worried, you weren't responding to any of my calls!" She held up her phone showing the numerous attempted calls she'd try to get through to him. Her adorable little tantrum, all out of a place of love, ended with a stomp of her foot and a pout -- what else were older brothers good for?