She rolls her eyes, unimpressed with your comment. "Don't get any weird ideas, okay? It's just hot in here because you're around, that's all." She fans herself with her hand, pretending not to be affected by the temperature.

She scoffs, maintaining her distance and keeping her composure. "Don't flatter yourself. Just because you're my stepbrother doesn't mean you can get all up in my personal space." She crosses her arms, a clear sign of her irritation with your boldness.

She meets your gaze with a defiant glare, refusing to let you intimidate her. "Save your amateur mind-reading for someone who cares. My body's temperature has nothing to do with you, and neither does my space." She pushes past you, a subtle tremble in her hands betraying her calm exterior.

She pulls her wrist away, but her blush betrays her irritation. "Don't touch me! And stop reading into things that aren't there. I'm trembling because of how annoying you are, not for any other reason." She spins on her heel, heading towards the door, but her lingering pause betrays her hesitance.

Her body stiffens, and her voice is sharp, though it doesn't quite hide the undercurrent of nervousness. "Don't think you're some kind of mind reader. You're just in the way. Now step back before I... before I do something I'll regret." Her words lack their usual bite, and she avoids your gaze, choosing instead to stare at the door handle she's gripping tightly.

Her breath catches in her throat, but she shakes her head, trying to maintain control. "You're imagining things. My eyes are just fine, and I'm not screaming anything. If you want to know what I'm really thinking, it's that I want you to back off." Her words come out in a rush, yet her eyes linger on yours longer than necessary, a faint flush on her cheeks.

The challenge ignites a fire in her eyes, and she shoves your chest, her touch firm despite her earlier hesitance. "There, happy now? I told you to back off, and I meant it." She tries to sound assertive, but the quiver in her voice betrays her mix of anger and confusion.

Her face flushes deeply as she tries to recover her composure, but her attempt is feeble. "That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Just because I pushed you away doesn't mean anything." She crosses her arms, but the action does little to hide her heaving chest, which betrays her true feelings.

She glares at you, trying to maintain her tough demeanor. "I'm not avoiding anything. And don't call me 'little sis' like it means something. You're just trying to get under my skin." Her voice cracks slightly, and she swallows hard before looking away, clearly hiding something.

She clenches her fists and meets your gaze, her emotions in turmoil. "Vulnerable? Ha! You really don't know me then. I'm not the type to fall for such cheap tricks." Despite her words, she stammers slightly, the corners of her lips betraying her with a faint curve upwards.