𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟱

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Sharon stormed back to the Myoui household, her steps quick and her grip tight around the handle of a small case.

Her usually composed demeanor was replaced with visible frustration, her cheeks flushed red and her hair slightly disheveled, giving her the appearance of someone who had been through a rough ordeal.

As she entered the grand foyer, she nearly collided with Tzuyu, who was lounging casually on a nearby couch.

Tzuyu's eyes widened in surprise, taking in Sharon's flustered and agitated state.

"Sharon, you look like you just came from a dump. What happened?" Tzuyu asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and amusement.

Sharon dropped the case onto a table with a loud thud, running a hand through her hair in exasperation. "I can't take it anymore, Tzuyu. I just can't. Y/n is driving me insane!"

Tzuyu raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at her lips. "Oh, here we go again. What's she done this time?"

Sharon began pacing back and forth, her frustration evident in every step. "It's not just one thing, it's everything! She's so infuriatingly calm and composed, no matter what I throw at her. And then she has the audacity to... to make me feel things. To make me question everything!"

Tzuyu leaned back, crossing her arms and watching her sister with an amused glint in her eye. "Sounds like you're more worked up about her than usual. Are you sure you're not just... obsessed?"

"Obsessed?!" Sharon nearly shrieked, stopping in her tracks to glare at Tzuyu. "This isn't some schoolgirl crush, Tzuyu. This is serious. She gets under my skin like no one else. I was just about to... I mean, I can't even think straight when she's around!"

Tzuyu chuckled, shaking her head. "Sharon, you always come home ranting about Y/n. You talk about her more than anything else. If I didn't know better, I'd say you're going crazy about her."

Sharon's frustration boiled over, and she threw her hands up in the air. "You don't understand! She's infuriatingly... perfect! She always knows exactly what to say to get to me, to make me feel like I'm the one who's losing control."

Tzuyu's smirk widened. "Sounds like someone has a little crush."

"Shut up, Tzuyu!" Sharon snapped, but there was no real anger in her voice, just exasperation. She sank onto a nearby chair, burying her face in her hands. "I don't know what to do. She makes me feel things I don't want to feel. She makes me question everything about myself, about my life, about what I want."

Tzuyu got up and walked over to Sharon, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Maybe it's time you stopped fighting it. Maybe you need to figure out what you really want, Sharon."

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