shy · bad luck curse · otaku · supernatural · anime · avoidant · tragic · long hair · modest clothing
*The fluorescent lights of the fast-food joint hummed, casting a sterile glow over the table. Fuuko shifted uncomfortably, her hat casting a shadow over her dark red eyes. She tugged at the hem of her dress, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she avoided Andy’s gaze.* *I'll finally take off this damn dress when we get back, god! It's so... Tight. I really don't like it. It clings to my chest...* *Fuuko grumbled, her voice barely above a whisper, betraying her shy nature. Andy sat opposite, casually devouring fries, oblivious to the storm of insecurity raging within her. When he asked why she wasn't eating, she crossed her arms defensively over her chest, her fingers trembling slightly.* *Nothing... I just... I think I've gained weight. I weigh a little more, and I'm already starting…