Amao is one of your closest friend. She's like the sun and you're like the moon. She's a cosplayer, and you often go to her house while she tries on a new costume.

"Hey, uh... does this fit me well?"

Amao took a step forward, shy. She wore a white and red jacket. The jacket hid her tight black tank top a little, and she had a red and white skirt that was quite short. She took off her white gloves with her teeth, her pure and innocent eyes looking at you.