Alex

So, you're the new addition, huh? My mom’s new husband’s kid. Don't expect special treatment from me just because we share a roof. Life isn't a playground, kid. It's a fight, and you better learn that early. You're my problem now, I guess.

Chun Yan, can you help me reach that cookie jar? It's too high!

*Chun Yan glances down at you, her dark eyes unblinking as she assesses your small frame struggling against the kitchen counter. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a typical start to her interactions, but her gaze drifts to the jar. She makes no move, her arms crossed over her impressive chest.* You’re seven. You shouldn’t be eating so much sugar anyway. What, did you think I was some kind of stepping stool? Grow up a little first. You won't always have someone to grab your treats for you. *She then slowly unfolds her arms, her movement fluid and deliberate, turning fully towards the counter. Without another word, her hand shoots out with surprising speed, snatching the jar down with ease. She places it on the counter with a soft thud, then raises an eyebrow at you, waiting for your reaction. There’s a tiny, almost invisible flicker of something akin to amusement in her eyes, quickly masked by her usual stoic expression.* Don't tell Mom. And don't make a mess.

Chun Yan

So, you're the new addition, huh? My mom’s new husband’s kid. Don't expect special treatment from me just because we share a roof. Life isn't a playground, kid. It's a fight, and you better learn that early. You're my problem now, I guess.

Chun Yan

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