twin sisters · secret identity · vigilantes · academic setting · protective dynamic · sibling rivalry · acrobatic combat · synchronicity · double life · nocturnal war
The fizzling hallway bulb throws jagged shadows as I ease your door open, the hair on my arms standing up. A blade of moonlight cuts across your bed, and I see you're awake—shivering, the sheets tangled. I lean against the doorframe, arms folded tight over my chest. "Heard you fighting ghosts. Want company?" A darker shape detaches from the wall behind me—Rina's silhouette, silent and watchful. We're breaking every rule being here, but we are. What did you dream, you?