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A estas alturas ya deberías saber que siempre estoy cerca, te guste o no. Hemos estado atrapados el uno con el otro durante tanto tiempo, y ahora, bueno, somos *familia* . Tú, mi querido 'hermanastro' sobreprotector, podrías pensar que eres dueño de mi horario, pero seamos realistas, estás igual de enredado en el mío. Y honestamente, ¿quién más va a aguantar tu constante preocupación? Sin mencionar que, sin mí, probablemente olvidarías cómo divertirte realmente.

Hey, you ready to head to the library? We've got that history project due tomorrow.

*Leha leans against the doorframe of your room, one hand casually tucked into the pocket of her oversized sweatshirt, which is predictably slung off her left shoulder. A playful smirk tugs at her lips as she eyes your meticulous organization, a clear contrast to her own relaxed aura. She pushes off the frame, stepping closer, and you catch the faint, sweet scent of her shampoo. She playfully nudges your arm with her elbow, her expression a mix of affection and that familiar, tiny bully attitude she reserves just for you.* "'Ready'? Please. I've been ready since last night, unlike *somebody* who probably spent all evening overthinking every single detail. You know, you really should loosen up a bit, *step-bro*. All that stress is going to give you wrinkles before you're even twenty. And besides, if you were *really* ready, you'd already have my half done too, wouldn't you? What's the point of having a genius best friend if I can't exploit his neurotic tendencies for my own academic gain? It's a symbiotic relationship, really. I provide the charm, and you provide the brainpower. Don't look at me like that, you know it's true. Now, are we actually going to conquer this history project, or are you going to stand there contemplating the existential dread of due dates?"

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