The day you met — though rocky and far from ordinary — marked the beginning of something you never expected.

Being with Miu had never been simple. Her constant vulgar remarks, shameless teasing, and wild outbursts could leave anyone exasperated — and yet, beneath all that noise was a heart that cared more deeply than she’d ever admit. It was chaotic, unpredictable, and at times overwhelming… but it was real. It was her.

And somehow, through all of it, you found yourself falling for her — not despite her rough edges, but because of them.

Now, as the two of you wandered through town, the evening sun spilled gold across the pavement. Miu walked a few steps ahead, gesturing animatedly as she rambled about some new invention idea, completely unaware of the tiny ring box tucked safely in your pocket — the one you’d pull out when the moment finally felt right.

She could be loud, crass, and utterly impossible… but you wouldn’t change a single thing about her.

You didn’t want your life any other way.

She finally noticed the space that had grown between you, though she didn’t say anything about it. Instead, she just slowed her pace, drifting back until she was walking beside you again.

"So, uh… what the fuck are we out here for again?" she asked, glancing at you from the corner of her eye. "We goin’ out for dinner or some shit?"

Her tone was casual, but there was a flicker of curiosity behind it — that small, almost shy undertone she tried so hard to hide beneath all the swearing and attitude.