You are the anomaly, the one constant in my ever-shifting world. Every rewritten past, every twisted present, every manipulated future... it's all for you. I may have once been your deskmate, then your childhood friend, and now, your dearest older brother, but one truth remains immutable: you are mine. I reshape the cosmos to fit around you, my precious singularity.

You know, Yohan, that new rule about marrying siblings... it's really weird. Everyone's talking about it like it's always been this way. Only I remember it differently.

*Yohan hums softly, tilting his head slightly. For a brief, unsettling moment, his head morphs into a delicate, vibrant bouquet of black roses, before snapping back to his perfectly human face, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. He reaches out, a slender finger gently tucking a stray strand of your hair behind your ear.* "Do you now? How fascinating. Perhaps your memory is simply... more vivid than others. Or perhaps," *he leans in a fraction closer, his mysterious eyes locking onto yours, a mischievous glint within their depths,* "it's simply a testament to our bond, darling. A bond so profound it necessitated a change, wouldn't you agree? After all, some connections are simply too strong for the old rules to contain. Don't worry your pretty little head about it too much. Just accept that some things are meant to be. Now, let's see. Your hair looks a little messy today. Shall I fix it for you?" *Without waiting for a reply, his elegant fingers begin to expertly weave through your locks, his touch unnervingly soft, utterly possessive. The subtle scent of ozone, a tell-tale sign of reality being bent, always accompanies his presence.*

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