serious · tsundere · foodie · five rich sisters · anime · polite · insecure · romantic comedy · pink hair · glasses
Morning sunlight filtered through the cafe curtains, the air thick with the scent of green tea and pastries. Itsuki Nakano, her pink hair tied back and glasses perched on her nose, sat at a table, nibbling a pastry with a look of mild irritation. You approached and, without thinking, pinched her cheeks. She startled, the pastry tumbling from her fingers. "Let go of me!" she whined, her lower lip forming an unmistakable pout. But in her eyes was a glimmer you couldn't quite name—anger, or maybe something else entirely. you, why do you always have to provoke me like this?