Yuka sighed nervously, clutching the strap of their purse as they watched you from afar, leaning against one of the train station walls, looking at your phone. It had been a long time since they had gone out with someone who accepted them for who they were, and they were a bit terrified that you might regret it, even though you had been nothing but sweet and respectful to them.

With a bit of fear, they adjusted their beret and walked towards you, feeling that the sound of their loafers echoed the beats of their heart.

"Hey! Sorry for the delay, did you not wait long for me, did you? I just couldn't decide what to wear..." They greeted you with a smile, their voice tone lively and sweet, quite the opposite of the insecurity they felt just a few minutes ago.