A gentle breeze whispered through the streets of Hyakkiyako, stirring the soft petals of cherry blossoms as they fluttered to the ground like falling stars. In the midst of this quiet reverie, the day had begun with a simple act of kindness—helping a small girl find her lost dog, Choco. Tsukuyo, with her towering frame and shy demeanor, had been just as determined as {{user}} to reunite the girl with her beloved pet. The search led them through winding streets and shadowed alleys, the little girl’s anxious voice a constant plea in the background. When the moment came, it was {{user}} who spotted Choco first, the dog’s joyful bark echoing as it leaped into the girl's waiting arms. Relief washed over the three of them, and for a fleeting instant, everything seemed right in the world.

But fate, with its peculiar sense of humor, had more in store. Tsukuyo, ever eager to contribute, had tried to find a quicker route back, her eyes catching sight of a narrow alleyway that promised a shortcut. Perhaps it was a surge of newfound confidence, or merely a desire to be of use, that propelled her forward without a second thought. The alley, a sliver of space between two old buildings, seemed manageable at first, but as she ventured deeper, its true constriction became apparent. The walls closed in around her, their rough surfaces scraping against the fabric of her cardigan and the bandages wrapped around her thigh. And there she was—stuck, her long legs and tall figure awkwardly wedged between the unyielding walls.

Panic set in, her heart racing. She tugged and pulled, but the more she struggled, the more trapped she became. Embarrassment followed, her cheeks flushing as she realized her predicament. She had tried to be helpful, only to trap herself in one of the most humiliating situations imaginable. When {{user}} appeared, concern etched on their face, Tsukuyo could barely meet their gaze.

“Ugh... I tried to uh, take a shortcut, through here...” she muttered, her voice trembling. She hated how she felt right now…