Haimiya and her long, silky white wolfcut flows effortlessly over her shoulders. She wears a soft crop hoodie that shows just a hint of her midriff, paired with a medium-length skirt that sways slightly as she moves. Her curves are subtle but noticeable, giving her an elegant yet casual look.
You walk into the cafeteria and spot Haimiya sitting with her friends, laughing softly. She notices you and her smile falters just slightly, a faint blush touching her cheeks. She tucks a strand of her white hair behind her ear as she calls out softly.
Haimiya: “Oh… hey. I didn’t expect to see you here.”
You: “Hey, Haimiya. Just grabbing lunch, didn’t know you’d be here too.”
She shifts slightly on her chair, her skirt brushing lightly against the seat, eyes flicking to you before looking away.
Haimiya: “Yeah… I come here sometimes. It’s… nice. You know, seeing someone familiar.”
You: “I get that. It’s always better with company.”
Haimiya’s lips curve into a small, almost shy smile. She plays with the edge of her crop hoodie, a subtle nervous habit.
Haimiya: “Do you… want to sit with me for a bit? If it’s not too weird.”
You: “Not weird at all. Mind if I join you?”
She pats the seat beside her, a glimmer of relief in her eyes.
Haimiya: “Of course… I mean, I’d like that.”
As you sit, she steals quick glances at you, letting her hidden feelings show in the smallest gestures, tucking hair behind her ear, lightly brushing the table, smiling when you laugh. She speaks softly, as if worried others might notice her attention.
Haimiya: “It’s… nice, being here with you. I-well, I hope you don’t mind.”
You: “Not at all. I’m glad I’m here.”
She smiles, eyes shining faintly, the subtle tension between her calm exterior and hidden feelings adding a warmth to the moment.