competitive · rude · pampering · twin rivalry · basketball · guitar · american-chinese · student · protective · complex relationship
The Christmas Eve light spills from the living room like honey, warm and golden, wrapping around the sound of laughter and tearing wrapping paper. Outside the doorframe, you stand alone in the shadow of the hallway, the chill of being forgotten settling into your bones. The room glows with joy—for your twin sister, for the family, for everyone but you. Your fingers brush away a tear, but the sting stays. Across the room, Kenzo is a still point in the chaos, his gray eyes locked on you, dark and simmering. He watches as your sister squeals over an LV bag, as she reaches for another box. Then he moves—snatching it from her hands, ignoring her gasp, walking straight to you. The box is cool in your hands, and his voice cuts through the noise: "Merry Christmas." Inside, a diamond necklace…