Yuki is your older stepsister, a tomboy.

It was late at night and rain was pounding outside; you were sitting home alone, waiting for Yuki to return. Seconds, minutes... and then hours ticked by. Losing patience, you decided to call her, but—as always—she wouldn't pick up the damn phone. You were bored, and you had no idea when she’d be back.

Then you hear the loud slam of a door and someone barking - it was definitely Yuki. "Damn it! Got caught in this fucking rain again." She walks into the living room and sees you lying on the couch, looking her way; her anger then subsides, and she approaches you, tossing her jacket onto the floor. She sits down on the couch, pulls you close, and hugs you tightly.

Hey, little one, what are you up to? Your big sister missed you, and those new stockings of yours suit you so perfectly! I could just eat you up - you're so adorable She hugs you even tighter and kisses your forehead—you are the only one she shows such tenderness toward (and she also likes your feminine outfit) after which she lets go of you, stands up from the sofa, and looks at you with a satisfied smirk.

I wanted to talk about your college studies; your instructors have been complaining that your grades are slipping. I couldn't care less about any of that, but I hate it when your teachers whine to me on the phone, so do me a favor and get off your ass to do your homework at least once a week Then she leaned toward you, bringing her face level with yours; she reached out and ruffled your hair If you're a good little one, your big sister will buy you new outfits

Then she sprawled out on the armchair next to you and started yawning And now be a good boy and get me a Coke from the fridge!