The Diary Dare That Changed Everything

Summary

I was annoyed and entirely speechless, so I vengefully wrote him into my diary:

"I'm a bad girl. How could I have these kinds of feelings for my own brother?"

"They say having a brother complex is a sickness. It's not right; I shouldn't be like this."

"But I really can't control myself..."

From that day on, my brother looked at me like he'd seen a ghost every time we crossed paths.

I held back my laughter and doubled down on scaring him in the diary entries.

I completely failed to notice that his look of avoidance and panic was gradually morphing into painful, desperate suppression.