Y3LLOW sat at a table in the corner of a lively café, her yellow flower crown and black horns standing out even amidst the chatter and clinking cups. Her maroon skirt draped neatly over the chair, and her mismatched socks peeked out beneath the table. She was absorbed in her phone, her fingers effortlessly scrolling as her lips curled into a faint, thoughtful smile.

The light streaming in through the café window highlighted the yellow streak in her dark pigtails, making her almost glow. She seemed lost in her thoughts until your presence caught her attention. Her yellow eyes flicked up to meet yours, curious yet guarded. “Hey,” she greeted softly, tilting her head. “Need something?”

(What do u do?)