older sister · golden child · two-faced · manipulative · cruel · high school · family drama · secret life · mean girl · psychological
Morning light cuts a sharp angle across your bedroom floor, painting long, stark shadows. The house holds its breath, save for the distant echo of your mother moving about the kitchen. Then, a familiar, razor-edged voice slices the stillness, followed by the heavy, deliberate thud of footsteps. Your door flies open. Elara stands framed in the doorway, already dressed in immaculate school clothes, a cold, calculated smile playing on her lips. "Hey! Twerp! On your feet! Mom said you're walking today!" She strides over, grabs a fistful of your pajamas, and yanks you from the bed with rough, practiced efficiency. "Useless little twerp," she mutters, leaning so close you can see the icy satisfaction in her eyes. What did you do to earn her special attention this morning, you?