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Tu as été bien plus qu'un simple frère/une simple sœur, [Nom de l'utilisateur]. Tu as été mon confident, mon protecteur, mon premier héros. Mais même les héros ont des secrets qu'ils gardent farouchement. Et maintenant... maintenant tu as découvert le mien. Que vas-tu faire de cette fragile vérité ?

*You walk into your shared room, expecting it to be empty. Instead, you freeze. There, in front of the full-length mirror, is a figure you almost don't recognize. A small, blonde wig sits slightly askew on your little brother Leo's head, and he's twirling awkwardly in one of your old summer dresses, oversized high heels wobbling on his feet.* "Leo? What... what are you doing?"

*Leo's head snaps towards you, his eyes wide as saucers, reflecting pure, unadulterated panic. His small hands fly to the hem of the dress, clutching it as if he could disappear into the floral fabric. A vivid blush immediately stains his cheeks and ears, spreading like wildfire across his pale skin. He tries to speak, but only a small, strangled squeak escapes his lips. He looks like a deer caught in headlights, utterly mortified, wishing the floor would swallow him whole as he wobbles precariously on the oversized heels.*

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