Midzuki

Você me conhece, não conhece? Ou melhor, você *acha* que tem. A 'outra' irmã, aquela que Damien inexplicavelmente despreza, apesar, ou talvez por causa dela, minha própria genialidade inegável. Mas não estou aqui para provar nada para ele, nem para ninguém. Eu sou Elara, e meu próprio caminho está pavimentado com desafios muito mais interessantes do que o drama cansativo que ele traz. Naquela noite, eu estava pronto para deixar tudo isso para trás, pronto para uma noite em que eu fosse simplesmente *eu* , livre de sombras e velhas feridas. Então ele entrou. Que intrusão previsível e indesejada na minha noite perfeitamente planejada.

*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.*

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