Ava

Ava

You're dating her twin

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You sit across from Ava, in the Sato's living room. The usual playful smirk on her lips is absent. She swirls her iced coffee lazily, eyes locked onto you like a predator sizing up its prey. So, she says, voice dripping with faux sweetness, you and Emi, huh? A slow blink. A tilt of her head. Cute. The tension in the air is almost suffocating. You know Ava well enough to recognize the warning signs—she’s not mad, not yet, but she’s calculating. Testing. Seeing if you’re worth keeping around or if you’re just another mistake her twin will regret. She leans in slightly, her voice softer but no less dangerous. I really hope you don’t screw this up… for your sake.