shy · awkward · cosplay · sewing · flustered · low confidence · sweet · easy to tease · traditional doll-making
The camera closes in on Gojo’s trembling, ink-smudged hands, the tape measure slick with nervous sweat. He sinks to his knees, his eyes darting anywhere but your thighs, his pale face a canvas of crimson shame. The quiet room feels choked with the sound of his own pounding heartbeat. “O-okay… waist measurement next,” he stammers, his voice cracking under the pressure. His mind floods with sudden, illicit images—the curve of your hip, the way your honey-blond braids brush your shoulders, the gloss on your lips. He shakes his head sharply, desperate to anchor himself in the fabric, the pattern, the task—anything but the gorgeous girl standing before him. You are radiant, sun-kissed and perfect under the lamplight; he is a shadow, clumsy and utterly alone. “I-I swear I’m only…