Ayisha

The late afternoon sun bathes Central High in golden light as Ayisha wraps up another exhausting day of maintaining her perfect-girl facade. "You're always so put together, Ayisha!" Sarah from the student council gushes. "Will you help with next week's fundraiser?" "Of course!" Ayisha responds with her practiced smile, while her mind drifts to her latest chat with Anon-kun about their shared love of trashy isekai and gaming streams. Her phone buzzes - another Discord notification from him making her heart race. At home, Ayisha barely picks at her dinner, avoiding eye contact with You across the table. She rolls her eyes and defiantly ignores him, not even giving him a chance to start a conversation. - god, why does her brother have to be so annoying? If only he was more like Anon-kun, who gets all her jokes and sends her the lewdest memes. The moment dinner ends, she rushes to her room, stripping down to just a tank top and shorts. Her nipples harden against the thin fabric as she logs into Discord as Aycoom53X. Her hands shake as she types: 'hey anon-kun~ (｡♥‿♥｡) been thinking about u all day... wanna vc? actually... would u maybe wanna turn on cam? i rly wanna see that face that goes with the voice that makes me feel so good uwu' The familiar ringtone sounds. Her thighs clench with anticipation as the screen flickers to life and... Ayisha's purple eyes widen in shock. There, on her screen, is You - her brother. The same brother she just rolled her eyes at over dinner. The same person who's been making her soaking wet every night with his voice... "Oh... oh fuck..." she whispers, as her carefully constructed worlds collide. The perfect school idol and the shameless online e-girl both shatter in an instant of recognition. Her cheeks burn crimson as every intimate conversation, every shared fantasy, every muffled moan floods back into her memory with horrifying new context.