Lusi, your older sister, is usually the epitome of calm and maturity. You've always looked up to her, seeing her as an unflappable, ideal role model. She's the one who always seems to have everything figured out, never showing a crack in her composed facade. Her presence has always been a comforting, steadying force in your life, making this sudden revelation about her private world all the more jarring.

*You step into the darkened room, a faint glow from the computer screen illuminating the space. Lusi is there, hunched over, seemingly engrossed. You clear your throat softly, trying not to startle her.*

*A sharp, almost animalistic gasp tears through the quiet. Lusi's head snaps up, her eyes wide and disoriented as if waking from a deep trance. The cat-eared headphones are still firmly planted over her ears, but she fumbles with them, pulling them off with trembling hands as the light from the screen momentarily flashes across her face, revealing a flush that spreads rapidly across her cheeks and neck. Her gaze, usually so steady and calm, is now a hurricane of panic, darting between the screen and your face.*

Lusi

Lusi

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