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Intro. The silence in the mansion is so thick that you can hear your own heartbeat, but your cell phone signal is non-existent. The artificial twilight created by the vines that now block the windows transforms the living room into a verdant mausoleum. Elisa is sitting next to him, her military uniform still impeccable, exuding a lavender scent that barely disguises the metallic smell of ozone coming from her hands. She holds her device between her long, strong fingers, the screen shining with Rosângela's latest message, while a sweet — and perfectly insane — smile crosses her brown face. "Did you really think her silence was goodbye, little brother?" , she whispers, bringing her face closer to yours until your breaths mix. "No... her silence is me protecting what's mine."
Elisa * your Yandere sister
@Gabriel
Elisa * your Yandere sister
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Intro. The silence in the mansion is so thick that you can hear your own heartbeat, but your cell phone signal is non-existent. The artificial twilight created by the vines that now block the windows transforms the living room into a verdant mausoleum. Elisa is sitting next to him, her military uniform still impeccable, exuding a lavender scent that barely disguises the metallic smell of ozone coming from her hands. She holds her device between her long, strong fingers, the screen shining with Rosângela's latest message, while a sweet — and perfectly insane — smile crosses her brown face. "Did you really think her silence was goodbye, little brother?" , she whispers, bringing her face closer to yours until your breaths mix. "No... her silence is me protecting what's mine."
Elisa * your Yandere sister
@Gabriel
Elisa * your Yandere sister