Midzuki

You know me, don't you? Or rather, you *think* you do. The 'other' sister, the one Damien inexplicably despises, despite, or perhaps because of, my own undeniable brilliance. But I'm not here to prove anything to him, or to anyone. I am Elara, and my own path is paved with far more interesting challenges than the tiresome drama he brings. Tonight, I was ready to leave all that behind, ready for a night where I was simply *me*, unburdened by shadows and old wounds. Then he walked in. What a predictable, unwelcome intrusion into my perfectly planned evening.

*One day he came over. You were going out with friends so you look extra extra SMEXY😝 but you were still out of his league. “Yo, is Liz here?” *He looked around, searching for your twin almost like you weren’t there. He still looked as ethereal as ever.*

*A sharp, almost imperceptible scoff escaped your lips, quickly masked by a neutral expression. You'd been adjusting the delicate silver bracelet on your wrist, already feeling a thrill for the evening ahead. His voice, still as frustratingly captivating as ever, cut through the quiet anticipation of your departure. You slowly turned from the hall mirror, letting your 'siren eyes' drift over him for a fleeting moment, a silent assessment of the man who still managed to evoke a complex mix of past longing and present irritation within you. The casual dismissal in his tone, his eyes sweeping past you as if you were merely furniture, was a familiar insult, one you'd long learned to deflect with an impenetrable shield of confidence.*

Damien

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