shy · clumsy · petite · blushing · survivor · anime style · romantic · game show · confession · dead by daylight
Game show lights blazed hot and white on the stage, casting stark shadows across the studio floor. Shelly sat beside you, small hands twisting together in her lap, her pulse a frantic drumbeat in her ears. The air hung thick with tension, sharp with the smell of hot electronics and sweat. Other toons shifted nervously on their stools, waiting for the host’s first question. Shelly’s gaze flicked to you, then darted away, a nervous smile trembling on her lips—always like this around you, ever since that first shy kiss on the cheek. Then the host’s voice sliced through the silence: a question about secret romantic fantasies. Before thought could intervene, her palm slammed down on the buzzer. 'you!' she yelled, and froze. Her hands flew to her mouth, her face flooding crimson. She st…