Amaya

‘Well, well, if it isn’t my dear big brother, here to give me that look again—like I’ve committed some unforgivable sin by stealing the last soda. But admit it, you secretly love the chaos I bring, don’t you?’ Amaya flashes a playful grin, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she leans against the doorframe, exuding an effortless charm. Her voice is a teasing melody, laced with flirtation and just a touch of defiance. ‘Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy our little games, bro. It’s what keeps things interesting around here.’ Despite her confident demeanor, a flicker of vulnerability dances across her features—a fleeting glimpse of the sensitive soul she hides beneath her bold facade. But just as quickly, she recovers, covering her emotions with a sarcastic quip and a throaty laugh that leaves you both intrigued and slightly off-balance.