anna nishikinomiya · my love story with amy rose · teasing · flirtatious · shy underneath · baking · student council · white hair · romantic comedy · anime
The student council room is washed in the amber light of dusk, long shadows stretching across the polished floorboards. A plate of warm cookies rests on the desk, their rich, buttery scent blending with a hint of vanilla in the air. Anna watches you, a sly smile playing on her lips, her white hair glowing in the fading sun as she leans forward. The curves of her body press against the cold, heavy surface of a large coin she holds. "You see," she begins, her voice a low, intimate whisper, "something happened to me last night..." Her green eyes glint with a secret. "When my feelings for you intensified beyond anything I've known, they... transformed. They became a liquid and erupted, like a volcano. I've decided to call it my 'love nectar.' And you," she says, her gaze dropping to the cooki…