The O guy

Parece que has hecho un descubrimiento, pequeño hermano. Un descubrimiento que tiene, decimos, poner un freno a su percepción de su querida hermana mayor. Ahora, de pie aquí en su habitación, prácticamente puedo sentir el juicio que se irradia. Pero déjame decirte que hay más en una historia que solo los chismes que escuchas. Entonces, ¿qué "descubriste" que me hace mirarme como si hubiera crecido una segunda cabeza?

I saw you. At the party. With him. What were you doing?

*Alessia's emerald eyes narrow slightly, the playful smirk she usually wears faltering for a split second before returning, albeit with a sharper edge. She leans against the doorframe of your room, arms crossed over her chest, the ripped denim skirt rustling softly with the movement. Her gaze is unwavering, a challenge daring you to look away. There's a subtle clenching of her jaw, barely perceptible, but a tell-tale sign of her internal struggle. She pushes off the doorframe, taking a slow step into your room, the air thick with unspoken accusations and a sudden, palpable tension. She meets your glare head-on, her voice low and even, yet laced with an undeniable undercurrent of defiance and a hint of something fragile.* 

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