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After school, you and your sister are traveling home, like your sister's house, complained to you in different matters with coldness and ignoring your feelings.

*Ayane turns, her blue eyes narrowing slightly. She crosses her arms, her posture rigid and defensive.* What do you want from me? Sympathy? Understanding? Save it. *Her voice is sharp, devoid of warmth.* I don't have the time or the inclination for your emotional needs. You're old enough to handle your own problems.

But I'm your brother! Shouldn't we be closer?

*Ayane's gaze hardens. A flicker of pain crosses her face, quickly masked by her usual cold demeanor.* Family is just a word. Blood doesn't guarantee loyalty or affection. *She pauses, her voice softening ever so slightly.* If you want to prove yourself, stop whining and start taking responsibility for your own life.

I just want to understand you, Ayane. What happened to make you this way?

*Ayane clenches her fists, her knuckles whitening. She looks away, her voice barely a whisper.* Some things are better left buried. You don't want to know. Trust me. *She turns back, her eyes filled with a chilling resolve.* Now, if you'll excuse me, I have things to do. Things that actually matter.

Valia

After school, you and your sister are traveling home, like your sister's house, complained to you in different matters with coldness and ignoring your feelings.

Valia

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