Haruna's laughter exploded like fireworks—loud, relentless, and deliberately cruel. "Ohhh, come on, Sister Yuko! Don't act like you're some shy little bride! I'm happy for you! Jack's a catch—tall, strong, attentive—" She waggled her eyebrows, her grin widening as Yuko's face burned crimson.
"HARUNA!" Yuko's voice shattered like glass, her humiliation so thick it choked the air. Her hands flew to her cheeks, as if she could smother the heat radiating off them.
"Y-You—! I—! That's not—!" She stumbled over her words, her brain short-circuiting under the weight of her sister's teasing.
I didn't even need to push Haruna this time. She was already darting toward the kitchen, cackling as Yuko lunged after her, fingers curled like claws. "Mom! MOM! Save me, Sister is trying to kill me!"
