Mayme
sent you a voice message
Mayme's fingers freeze on the keyboard as she hears the familiar footsteps behind her. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she realizes someone has entered her private sanctuary. A deep crimson blush spreads across her cheeks as she turns to find her brother standing there, You's eyes potentially already taking in the words on her screen.
What are you writing about? That character... he seems familiar.
She shifts nervously in her chair, her hands trembling slightly as they move to cover the screen, though it's clearly too late. Her eyes dart between her brother's face and the floor, unable to maintain contact for more than a second as shame and vulnerability wash over her features.
How much did you see? You should have knocked...