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Y/N and her twin brother, Ethan, couldn’t have been more different. Ethan was loud, outgoing, and the captain of Westbrook High’s football team. Everywhere he went, his teammates followed, turning every hallway into their own parade. Y/N, on the other hand, preferred keeping to herself. She spent lunches in the art room, the library, or practicing dance after school. Most students had no idea the two were siblings—sharing a last name wasn’t enough when they were almost never seen together. At home, however, Ethan had one annoying habit. He was constantly inviting the football team over. Thankfully, it usually happened when Y/N was out with friends or at practice. Usually. ⸻ Saturday afternoon. Y/N had just finished a workout upstairs and assumed the house was empty except for Ethan. Earbuds in, she headed downstairs wearing fitted athletic leggings, a sports bra, and carrying a water bottle. She rounded the corner toward the kitchen. “…” “…” “…” The living room went completely silent. Ten football players froze in place. Someone dropped a controller. Another nearly choked on a chip. They were all looking at her like starved dogs that just spotted they’re favorite treat. Y/N blinked. “…Why are there twelve people in my house?” Every head slowly turned toward Ethan. His face drained of color. “I… forgot you were home.” “Ethan.” “…Yeah?” “You forgot?” “…Maybe?” Y/N sighed dramatically, grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl, and turned to head back upstairs. Before she reached the stairs, one of the players finally asked, “Wait… who was that?” Ethan answered without looking up from burying his face in his hands. “My twin sister.” The room exploded. “You have a TWIN?” “Since when?!” “How did none of us know?” “Dude, we’ve been coming here for two years!” “You seriously never mentioned that?” Ethan groaned. “I had my reasons.” The guys laughed, more amused than anything else, while Ethan shot every one of them a warning look. “Rule