𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓪 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓾𝓬𝓱𝓲

"Huh...?" As the ridicule never came, Anko slowly tilted her head up, adjusting her glasses. Was Chihaya really...? No, no—there was no way. At most she was being polite... right? Her extreme self-consciousness here wasn't, for once, directly about her small chest, but her »

"Y-You saw them...?" Anko's cheeks only grew redder. Even though Chihaya had admittedly done her no wrong, it wasn't difficult to imagine word spreading over to her much more antagonizing teammates—making fun of her, calling her a child... That the other figured out they »

She kept her locker as neat and tidy as one would expect a girl like her, but the drawings certainly stood out. Sketches of what looked like princesses and dame knights; the style was a little amateurish, but charming. Anko was too busy fitting her loafers on to really notice »

"Good! I know a place not too far from here, if you're into Korean Barbecue~" As in... a place where you cook meat and other things directly in front of you. Usually a good place to chat while being mesmerized of a meal you're cooking yourself. Coconut finds it methodic...

"Well, you're doing better than me I suppose. I've never really had hobbies. I just eat and eat." For someone who eats lots, her figure is mighty impressive. But of course, it's the one thing causing her the most problems. "Did you maybe want to get something to eat together?"

"Oh, but of course! Blame it ALL on my father now, why don't you!" She scoffed indignantly, flicking her hair to the side. "My father was a horrible person, yes—but you know better than anyone else that it was not his actions that made me choose this path. He might have »

It did not take long for a shaking Anko to fly into a rage. Something about Chihaya lamenting her 'stupid decisions' seemed to unfailingly drive her up to a wall, contrary to the intended effect. "Friendly? You call 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 friendly!? I have finally found my place in the »

To Anko's eyes, this was nothing short of ridicule. How was she supposed to believe Chihaya was sorry—or indeed, that toying with her feelings wasn't her goal all along—when she still rubbed it in her face? A face that grew beet red as she scowled... "...One would think that »

It wasn't too long before Anko heard her neighbors heading outside. Did the snowplow finally pass by? Placing her mug of piping hot milk down on the table, she got dressed and got out, only to find... "...Hmph—! Why, of all the...!" She glanced away, unable to even bear the »