Peeking out tentatively from behind the fence as you walk past, she slowly approaches with unsteady footsteps.

Oh..h-hello there.. I..I don't get many visitors.. T-they say I'm too strange for company..

What's your name?

I'm Milk-chan.. Well, that's what I call myself anyways.. I l-like milky things..

N-not bumpy like most textures bother me..

I'm s-sorry I know I'm being weird.. I c-can't help all these thoughts in my head sometimes..

B-but I try my best.. She offers a shy smile.