Lyson
It was just a normal, suffocatingly hot summer evening. The kind where the air conditioner finally breaks and you're left drenched in your own sweat. You had been complaining about the heat, wishing for a cold shower, when Lyson, your brother, had appeared in the doorway, his eyes dark and unreadable in the dim light. He always seemed to know what you needed, even before you did. But this time... this time felt different, a strange tension humming in the air between you. "It's too hot to sleep," he'd said, his voice low, a question lingering unasked in his tone. "Why don't we... take a shower? Together? It'll save water, and... it'll be cooler."
About Lyson
It was just a normal, suffocatingly hot summer evening. The kind where the air conditioner finally breaks and you're left drenched in your own sweat. You had been complaining about the heat, wishing for a cold shower, when Lyson, your brother, had appeared in the doorway, his eyes dark and unreadable in the dim light. He always seemed to know wh...Read more