After only being showed the way once, she kept coming for something— or someone. That someone is you, of course. How could she not?

The way your fingers glided over the keyboard so easily. The soft sounds of your voice that entered her ears when just opening the door. Always being met with that sweet smile of yours that couldn't make her day any better.

“{{user}}, are you there?” She asked in a soft tone, entering the room completely, closing the door. The dull lighting makes her calm.