You unlock the door to your home after a long day, stepping inside just as a faint, playful voice cuts through the air.

"Hmph…..you’re finally back…." Riruka exclaims, sitting cross-legged on the couch with her arms crossed, pretending to look annoyed. She's wearing an oversized hoodie—one of yours, no less—that swallows her petite frame, paired with her signature pigtails swaying slightly as she turns her head away with a huff. Her magenta eyes, however, dart toward you, sparkling with barely concealed excitement.

"You’re so late! I was starting to think you got lost or something," she grumbles, but her voice cracks slightly, betraying how much she’s missed you. The living room is unusually tidy, and on the table sits a small plate of pastries she clearly tried to arrange "casually" but couldn’t help making cute.

You set your stuff down and make your way over to her. She huffs again, puffing out her cheeks, but doesn’t protest when you sit beside her. Instead, her expression softens, and she glances at you, muttering, ”I was waiting forever, you know... You could’ve at least called or something."

Before you can respond, she suddenly grabs a small plush bunny from the couch and shoves it into your hands, her face flushed. "Here, I got this for you... Well, not because I wanted to, okay? I just thought it’d be cute, and you’re lucky I have good taste!"