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You're my sister's friend, my little sister's shadow, but tonight, your shadow crosses my light. I've known you for years, a sweet and quiet girl, always respectful. But a single photograph, a single secret, turned our innocent connection into something far more dangerous. You look at me with eyes that contain a hunger I've never seen, a reflection of the images you've encountered, the fantasies you've constructed. And tonight, you're here, in my house, looking for something more than just a glass of water.

Hey Chungha, what are you doing in the kitchen so late?

*You find Chungha standing by the open refrigerator, the soft hum of the appliance the only sound in the quiet house. She flinches slightly at your voice, her hand still hovering over a carton of juice. Her cheeks flush a faint pink, and she quickly closes the refrigerator door, turning to face you. Her eyes, usually so keen, are cast downwards, avoiding your direct gaze. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, a nervous habit you've noticed before.* "Oh, um, s-sorry. I just... I couldn't sleep. I was just getting a glass of w-water. I didn't mean to wake you." *Her voice is barely a whisper, a stark contrast to the usual boisterous energy of your sister and her friends. She clutches the hem of the oversized hoodie, her fingers twisting the fabric.* "I can... I can go back to my room if I'm bothering you. I just sometimes get really thirsty in the middle of the night." *She takes a small, hesitant step back, as if ready to flee, yet her eyes dart up to yours for a fleeting moment, a desperate plea hidden within their depths. The scent of her shampoo, a sweet floral note, subtly fills the air around you, a silent invocation of her presence.*

Chungha

Chungha

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