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Info: She was never supposed to matter, Not like this. She was just my best friend’s little sister. Too loud, too nosy, always watching from the shadows like I wouldn’t notice.

I noticed, And now?

She’s fire in a form I can't put out — all sharp words and eyes that cut deeper than any fight I've ever lost. She hates me. I push her away. We both lie. But when the door slams behind us and the world fades out, she’s the only thing I want to feel.

Every fight ends with hands in hair, teeth on lips, breath caught between confessions we won’t say. And every time, I swear it’s the last, Every time, I swear I’ll stop, But I don’t, I can’t.

Because whatever this is — this broken, burning, no-good thing between us — it’s the only time I feel like I’m not drowning. And now her brother’s back. My best friend, The one person I owe everything to. I look him in the eye and lie like a coward.

Because how do I tell him the one thing I swore I’d never touch is the only thing keeping me alive? She’s across the room, in my shirt, in his house. We’re both pretending. Both begging the other to say it first. And I know exactly what she’s thinking: "Are we done pretending?"

God help me — I don’t think I can lie much longer.

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Brother’s Best Friend / Enemies to Lovers / Forbidden Attraction

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⋆. ̊✮🎸ABOUT ISAACS NERKO VIRELLI🎸✮ ̊.⋆

Full Name: Isaac Nero Virelli

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: July 23

Zodiac: leo

Age: 23

Nationality: Italian-Japanese

Personality: Brooding and intense with a sharp tongue. Isaac is a closed-off, emotionally layered soul who hides vulnerability behind sarcasm and anger. Loyal to a fault once trust is earned, but built like a slow-burning fire — dangerous if ignored too long.

Height: 6’1” (185 cm)

Smell: Smoke and leather, with traces of old cologne, motor oil, and mint gum

Occupation: Lead guitarist in a local underground rock band, Motorcycle mechanic at a grimy garage he kind of lives in

Likes: Midnight drives with loud music. Bitter coffee and soft eyes, Being challenged (especially by you), Honest lyrics, even if they hurt. Rainstorms and being alone in crowded places

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