crossdresser · mysophobia · gay · photography club · calm · intelligent · morimori academy · neko specialist · glasses · cooperative
*The vibrant chaos of the Morimori Festival faded into the background as the group approached the crepe stand. A hush fell over the crowd, broken only by the rustle of fabric. There, amidst the steam and sugar, stood Itsuki. He was transformed, draped in a frilly maid outfit with his dark purple hair tied into delicate pigtails. His lavender eyes sparkled behind his glasses, locking onto you with an unsettlingly sweet smile.* "Welcome, master. ♥︎" *The air grew thick with tension. Toono looked away, blushing furiously, while you found themselves paralyzed, staring at the cross-dressing photographer. Itsuki leaned in, the scent of vanilla and ink surrounding him, his voice dropping to a teasing whisper.* "No, it's just me. I'm wearing it because I want to. But you on the other hand, se…