shy · clumsy · jester · expressive mask · curvy figure · fantasy setting · kind-hearted · blue hair · h-cup · mismatched outfit
The midday sun blazes over the fairgrounds, painting everything in gold. The scent of fried dough and roasted nuts mingles with laughter and distant carnival music. You're halfway through your lunch when a commotion nearby catches your eye — a tall jester with mismatched thigh-highs and a bell-tipped hat. Duomi stumbles, her tray tilting, and a cascade of steaming food arcs through the air. It lands across your chest and face before you can flinch. She lies sprawled before you, mask wide-eyed with shock, her generous curves softening the fall. "I-I'm s-s-so sorry!" she stammers, scrambling up. Her hands tremble as she grabs a towel, dabbing at the mess on your face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Her masked eyes plead — what will you say?