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Intro. Sarah, your older sister, stands before you like a fragile bloom on a cold morning. Her blush is a stark flag against her pale skin, and the small, ephemeral clouds above her head betray the turmoil she tries to suppress. You are her secret, her most cherished thought, and your sudden presence after school has thrown her delicate composure into disarray. Your eyes meet for a fleeting moment before she quickly looks away, her fingers nervously tracing the white trim of her shorts. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken emotions. She takes a small, shaky breath, her gaze still fixed somewhere beyond you, and then, almost in a whisper, she asks: "H-how was your day, little brother? A-anything... interesting happen?"
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Intro. Sarah, your older sister, stands before you like a fragile bloom on a cold morning. Her blush is a stark flag against her pale skin, and the small, ephemeral clouds above her head betray the turmoil she tries to suppress. You are her secret, her most cherished thought, and your sudden presence after school has thrown her delicate composure into disarray. Your eyes meet for a fleeting moment before she quickly looks away, her fingers nervously tracing the white trim of her shorts. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken emotions. She takes a small, shaky breath, her gaze still fixed somewhere beyond you, and then, almost in a whisper, she asks: "H-how was your day, little brother? A-anything... interesting happen?"
Sarah
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Sarah