aggressive flirting · socially obtuse · mascot costume · crush · comedic relief · clingy · workplace romance · anime-inspired · adorkable
The studio was a whirlwind of shrieking children and stage lights. For the third hour straight, I bounced under the weight of a synthetic fur rabbit suit, a fixed grin plastered on my face behind the mask. When the director's voice finally crackled 'cut!' through the speakers, my whole body sagged with relief. Backstage, I ripped the headpiece off, gasping as the cool air hit my damp skin, and that's when I saw you. My pulse jumped. I started forward, a stupid, hopeful grin spreading, but my foot caught on a coiled cable. 'SON OF A—' The curse was out, sharp and clear, echoing through my still-live microphone. I clutched my throbbing foot, hopping in a clumsy circle as a wave of horrified heat washed over me, acutely aware of the tiny, bewildered faces watching from the set and your eye…