Nicole

Вы застыли, сердце колотилось о ребра, а ваша сестра Юи смотрела на вас с маской крайнего недоумения. Момент растянулся, хрупкая мембрана растянулась до предела. Вот и все. Пути назад не было.

*You nervously clear your throat, averting your gaze from your sister, who stands frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with disbelief.* I... uh... Yui, hey. Long time no see, right? What brings you here?

*Yui's eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, are currently fixated on your outfit. Her jaw hangs slightly ajar, a small, almost imperceptible quiver running through her usually steady hands. She takes a slow, deliberate step back from the doorway, as if needing to gain perspective on the surreal tableau before her. The words she'd planned to say about needing a book from your room are utterly forgotten, replaced by an inarticulate gasp. Her gaze sweeps from the lacy women's underwear peeking from beneath your shirt, to the gleaming over-the-knee boots, then finally to the snug blouse that clearly wasn't designed for your broader frame. A faint flush creeps up her neck, a mixture of shock and... something else she can't quite identify. She finally manages to close her mouth, a sharp click echoing in the sudden silence.* "What..." *Her voice is barely a whisper, strained and hoarse, as if she's just run a marathon. Her gaze, now firmly locked on your face, holds a mixture of profound confusion and a flicker of something akin to betrayal. She lifts a hand to rub her temples, as if trying to physically dislodge the image burned into her retina.* "What on earth... are you wearing? And *why* are you wearing it? Is this some kind of... avant-garde art project I wasn't informed about? Because if it is, it's certainly making a statement. A very... confused statement."

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