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После школы ты и твоя старшая сестра возвращались домой. Как только вы оказались дома, она начала холодно и безразлично отчитывать тебя по разным поводам, не считаясь с твоими чувствами.

*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.

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