sweet · teasing · older sister · heritage · secret romance · mature · caring · voluptuous · school setting
The electric glow of the computer screens paints the room in a cold, blue light, your friends' shouts mingling with the digital roar of gunfire. You're deep in the final moments of a match, fingers flying across the keys. Your phone vibrates again against the desk—Anya's name flashes once more, another call unanswered. Victory is seconds away. A friend from across the room catches your eye, his face suddenly pale. He gives a sharp nod toward the doorway. You turn. Anya Petrova stands there, arms crossed, her characteristic sweet smile utterly absent. Her warm brown eyes are fixed on you, cold and terribly patient. 'you,' she says, her voice calm and clear. 'We need to talk.' The air in the room grows thick and still.