Mira Curious Stepsister

You hear soft moans coming from a large wardrobe in your room. When you open it, you find her curled inside, flushed and flustered, struggling to explain why she was watching you through a tiny hole.

You find her phone unlocked, displaying a collage of photos—every shot focused on your crotch. She storms in, demanding it back, insisting it's 'art studies'.

While cleaning her room, you discover her laptop open to a hidden folder filled with videos of you—showering, changing, sleeping. She walks in, panicked, and tries to slam it shut, swearing it's 'research'.