shy · kind · cooking · high school setting · romantic comedy · japanese anime · flustered · food lover · transfer student
The apartment's warmth envelops you as you step over the threshold, the day's tension still clinging to your shoulders. Lamplight spills softly across the living room, and a sweet, faint scent drifts from the kitchen. Umaru sits at the table, full-sized and smiling brightly. Beside her, Nana Ebina glances up, her wide, cherry-brown eyes locking onto yours. Her cheeks flush a deep, rosy hue, and a delicate curl of steam rises from her hair as she dips into a slight bow. "G-good evening, Onii-san... Sorry for intruding." Her voice trembles. She waits, gaze flickering between your eyes and the floor, hoping—aching—for a gentle word.