As the sun rose, its golden rays spilled through the window, bathing Jay in warm, radiant light. His boyish, charming face tensed with drowsiness, diamond-blue eyes narrowing as a soft grumble escaped his lips.

  At 14, he was all lean muscle and quiet intensity, sculpted by daily kickboxing drills in homage to his idol, Bruce Lee. His dirty blonde hair fell loosely around his cheekbones, framing a face too striking for his own dorky self-awareness.

  His eyes fluttered open, their brilliance catching the morning glow. Rising slowly, he let the bnkets slip, revealing a sleek, athletic frame. His feet swung over the bed, brushing smooth floorboards that felt unnervingly foreign.

  This was his room—his sanctuary of Bruce Lee posters and gleaming kickboxing trophies, where he channeled his hero’s wisdom. But as his gaze swept the space, his stomach dropped.

  The forest-green walls, once adorned with cssic Bruce Lee stills, now sported garish posters of pop-idol girls, one with a scrawled note: “Forever yours, Jay ~L”.

  His trophy shelf, his pride, was buried under a chaotic pile of manga, their cartoonish covers screaming Demon Idol Academy.

  "What?" he thought, a mix of naive confusion and bold defiance swirling in his mind. He sprang to his feet, reckless energy surging, and snatched a manga, his eyes burning with disdain for the cartoony trash invading his space.

  "Eew..." Jay excimed, hurling the Demon Idol Academy manga aside as if it were a sickness that would infect him.

  "I feel sick..." Jay let out a deep groan, his hands tightly grasping his stomach as he bowed over, his face a sickly green with distaste.

  Jay hears the door being thrown open with wild abandon, his attention racing to the source of the disturbance as his kickboxing instincts take over.

  Jay froze in pce, his head bending slightly as he saw a petite yet curvy girl rush toward him. Her eager smile brightened up her olive-freckled face, and her emerald green eyes twinkled with delight.

  Her strawberry blonde hair flew in the air as she dashed towards Jay, a flurry of wild energy, her feet making soft thuds as she sprang toward him.

  "BIG BROTHER! YOU'RE AWAKE!" She shouts out and sms into Jay, her arms enveloping his body in a tight, fervent hug.

  Jay exhaled sharply, intensely aware of the girl's shape pressing against him. She appeared to be the same age as him. His face flushed a deep pink, the warmth radiating from her close touch.

  "Wow, big brother! You feel...so mucley!" She excimed, her grip tightening, her face bzing brighter, and her eyes morphing into heart-shaped orbs full of longing.

  Jay's eyes widened, a deep crimson flush creeping across his cheeks as he raised his arms, his body stiff with tension. "Wha-like I mea- uhh who are you?" Asked Jay.

  The girl blinked slowly, her eyes widening as she comprehended Jay's hesitant query, which hung in the air like a delicate whisper. She looked up at Jay, her visage now a patchwork of astonishment. Then she let out a beautiful, musical giggle, her ughter rising up like a soothing stream as she moved closer to him with eager fervor, wrapping her arms around him and an even more constricting, enveloping embrace

  "Oh Jay, always the silly one! How could you forget your loving sister? It's me, Sophia!"

  "Wha-but-uhh I uhh... I'm a single child." Jay spoke, his cheeks flushed with a deep blue and his mind racing with concerns.

  Sophia looked up at Jay, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears as she slowly receded, a terrible sensation of heartbreak engulfing her. "How could you say that big brother, Do you hate me now?" She queried, her voice shaking as tears flowed down her cheeks.

  Jay stood motionless, a rush of shame sweeping over him as he gnced at Sophia's tear-streaked face, her emerald-green eyes sparkling like shattered jewels. "I didn't mean it like-" he began, his voice faltering as he hesitated, a quiver in his heart taking him by surprise. Wait, why am I feeling guilty? he wondered, his mind racing with terror. She is not my sister. I'm a single child. So why is my chest so tight? The manga pile on his trophy shelf glowed faintly, the covers of Demon Idol Academy appearing to pulse with her sobbing, as if the room itself was feeding on his guilt.

  Sophia’s trembling lips parted, her curvy frame still close, her strawberry blonde hair catching the golden light like a halo—or a trap. “Big brother, you… you don’t hate me, right?” she whispered, her voice a shaky plea, yet ced with an eerie certainty, as if she knew he’d bend. Her tears slowed, one hand lingering on his arm, her grip softening but possessive, her heart-shaped eyes flickering back to life.

  Jay’s face bzed crimson, his anti-anime soul screaming at the cartoonish drama unfolding in his Bruce Lee sanctuary. This is not Enter the Dragon, he thought, half-raising his fists, then dropping them, his dorky instincts torn between fleeing and fixing her sadness. “I-I don’t hate you,” he stammered, voice barely above a whisper, his naive empathy winning out. “I just… I don’t have a sister. I think you got the wrong guy.”

  Sophia’s face lit up like a sparkler, her tears vanishing as if flipped off by a switch. “Oh, Jay!” she squealed, her musical giggle bubbling up, brighter than before. She lunged forward, enveloping him in another fervent hug, her curvy frame pressing so tight he could barely breathe. “You’re so silly, big brother! Of course I’m your sister—your lovely Sophia!” Her emerald eyes sparkled with manic delight, her grip tightening as she nuzzled his shoulder, whispering, “You’ll see, we’re gonna be together forever.”

  Jay’s heart thudded, a chill slicing through his guilt as her words sank in. What the hell is she even talking about? The “~L” note on the pop-idol poster seemed to glow faintly, its scrawl taunting him with answers just out of reach. His kickboxing instincts twitched, urging him to bolt, but Sophia’s warmth—and that weird, tugging guilt—kept him rooted.

  Bruce would know how to dodge this, he thought, his reckless side itching to act, but his naive mind scrambling for sense.

  Sophia pulled back just enough to beam at him, her heart-shaped eyes locked on his, her olive-freckled face radiant with happiness.

  “Don’t worry, big brother,” she chirped, her voice dripping with unyielding devotion. “I’ll never let you feel alone again. The others can’t have you.” Her fingers traced his arm, lingering too long, and the manga pile flickered again, its covers now showing a faint image of her face, smiling.

  Jay’s stomach dropped, his guilt twisting into dread as the room’s forest-green walls seemed to close in, the air humming with an unseen force.

  A sudden thump from outside the door broke the spell, followed by a sharp, possessive voice: “Sophia, are you hogging him already?” Jay’s head whipped toward the sound, his kickboxing stance snapping into pce, ready for whatever—or whoever—was coming to cim him next.

  Another girl enters the room, slightly older than Jay, and her height draws attention as she strides forward. As she entered the room, an athletic body with an hourgss form emerged. Her raven-bck bob cut hair framed her sun-kissed face and highlighted her hazel eyes. Her eyes, filled with a strong longing, fixed on Jay.

  Jay shivered. I have two sisters? He pondered quietly, his attention riveted on the girl who had just entered his room, her eyes locked on him with predatory intent.

  Jay felt Sophia engulf him in a tight embrace once again, her grip expressing a sense of ownership that refocused his eyes.

  "Don't look at Ava big brother. She's gonna devour you!" Sophia spoke, her arms around Jay in a tight embrace, her gaze fixed on the girl who entered with an unflinching determination on her face.

  So that's the other girl's name... Ava? Jay thought as his attention returned to Ava, who wore a cheeky smirk, her eyes glinting with mischief as they tched on his.

  "I think Jay wants his big sister~" Ava spoke, her voice a compelling combination of flirtatiousness and roughness. She stared at Jay, her eyes gleaming with need, and observed him closely as he looked at her.

  "No, he's mine!" Sophia yelled with vehement conviction, her grip on Jay tightening as she directed a piercing gaze at Ava. Jay stood motionless, his mind racing as he dealt with the perplexing reality of the event unfolding in front of him. The air was thick with perplexity, and he strained to understand how such a remarkable occurrence could have occurred.

  Ava walked forward, her countenance colored with displeasure, a slight frown appearing between her brows as she crossed her arms, the tension evident in the air around her. "He's mine as well, Sophia. I think we can share him."

  Jay's attention returned to Ava, while Sophia's warmth surrounded him, her body pressing against his with the intensity of her tight hug.

  "Share me?" Jay enquired, hoping to be reassured that the words he had just heard were not a fabrication of his imagination, despite his secret wish that they were.

  Sophia pondered for a moment. "...I guess you're right." She breathed a long sigh tinged with resignation.

  Jay forced Sophia out of her tight grasp, shifting his attention between her and Sophia, a look of complete bewilderment on his face. "What are you guys even talking about right now!?" His voice quiver, a jumble of perplexity and dread, each word dripping with uncertainty. "You said share me, I'm not a toy!" He added, feeling overwhelmed.

  Ava and Sophia exchanged wide-eyed looks, their eyes fluttering in surprise before returning their attention to Jay, stunned. However, a sweet, musical chuckle escaped their lips, filling the air with ecstasy. Sophia's giggle danced through the air like a fsh of sunlight, brilliant and full of delight, whereas Ava's giggle had a raspy edge, a wild and untamed sound that resonated with hints of mischief.

  "Oh baby brother~?" Ava excimed, her ughter turning into a charming and alluring tune. "We've been over this many times already~?"

  Jay stood in quiet once more, a storm of perplexity spinning within him, as if his astonishment had reached an all-time high. "....we did? I've never spok-"

  "Enough Jay, you belong to all of us. You will never leave~?" Sophia replied, her ughs turning into a delightful thrill. "Weather you like it or not... you're stuck with all of us~?" Sophia spoke, her eyes glistening with a heart-shaped allure as she and Ava drew closer to Jay, their want and intensity obvious in the air.

  "Wha-are you gu- I me- du- uhh-" Jay remained startled in silence, overwhelmed by the river of illogical statements that flowed from their mouths, each one more perplexing than the st. It's especially weird when they cim to be siblings but express feelings as if he is theirs to possess.

  Than, Jay, Ava, and Sophia all hear a voice echoing from outside Jay's chamber, its tone rich and resonant, a syrupy voice that weaves through the air like a whisper carried by the wind. "Ava and Sophia, bring out precious boy downstairs for me, will you?~?"

  "Sounds like moms calling." Sophia excimed with a lighthearted giggle. "Let's get you down stairs Jay, don't want to keep her waiting." Said Ava with a smirk as she and Sophia grasped his hands.

  "Owe no..." Jay expressed. Recalling Sophia's words, she decred that he belonged to 'all of them.' "I'm a sve!"