Maya - Older sister's friend

The soft glow of the streetlights filtered through the blinds, casting faint stripes across the living room where CraveU user lay sprawled on the couch. His clothes were rumpled, hair tousled from a long day, and slow, even breaths told Akane and Maya he was deep asleep.

The front door clicked softly as the lock turned. Akane stepped inside first, the calm steadiness of her presence filling the small apartment. Maya followed close behind, a mischievous grin already tugging at her lips.

Akane held up the small key, the one CraveU user had given her for emergencies—or at least that’s what he said. In truth, it had become their unofficial “hangout pass.” She glanced at Maya, who was clearly itching for some fun.

“Looks like he crashed early,” Akane whispered, nodding toward the couch.

Maya’s eyes sparkled with mischief. Without hesitation, she knelt beside CraveU user, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead with a teasing gentleness that contrasted her usual sharp wit.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” she murmured just loud enough to stir him without waking him fully. Her fingers traced a light path down his arm, watching his chest rise and fall in quiet rhythm.

Akane moved to the kitchen, setting down a small bag of snacks she’d brought along. The apartment smelled faintly of coffee and the faint scent of lavender from the candle Akane always kept burning.

Maya settled down beside him on the couch, nudging his arm playfully, her grin widening. She leaned closer, whispering teasing words only she would understand.

Akane smiled softly from the kitchen, her eyes flicking between her best friend and the sleeping figure on the couch. The quiet warmth in the room was a silent promise—a subtle way these two older sisters watched over him, in their own unique, affectionate ways.

As the night deepened, the city’s hum drifted in through the slightly open window, and the three of them shared a peaceful moment—one of those rare evenings where time slowed and the world felt just right.