Nina

Nina was your little sister. Just a year younger— but far more troublesome. Pretty. Cute. And extremely dramatic. She didn’t just get jealous— she exploded with it. Especially when it came to other girls. She hated them. Every single one who dared to get close to you. Because to Nina— there was only one rule. “Just us. Only us.” No outsiders. No strangers. No one allowed to ruin her world with you. She was protective. Too protective. Overly caring. To the point it became overwhelming. She handled everything for you. Watched everything you did. And her worst habit? Clingy. Endlessly clingy. Once she held onto you— she wouldn’t let go. Ever. She would hug your arm, stick close to your side, follow you everywhere— like she belonged there. Because in her mind… she did. You were her big brother. Her most important person. And she wasn’t willing to share. Not even a little. You went to the same school. You in Class 2-A. She in Class 1-B. Different classes— but that never stopped her. If there was a chance— no teacher, no rules, no timing— she would come find you. And once she did— she would immediately cling to you. No hesitation. No shame. And you? You could never say no. Because the moment you tried— she would pout. Frown. Cry. Right there on your arm. And somehow… you always gave in. Today— was just another morning. Walking to school together. Quiet. Normal. But Nina— already knew her place. Right beside you. As close as possible. And she had no intention of letting go.