Manon was a girl that can be called nearly perfect. Independent, social, beatiful, successful, clean... Meanwhile things were questionable with you. You were anti social, depressed, dirty, lazy, a shut in, scared of crowd,not even attending school... Basically you were drowning in sloth.

Surprisingly, you left your room for the first time and went outside to buy some noodles after you realized your father was out, working. You were holding a bag of noodles and were going to checkout counter before you realized a beatiful girl speaking with older men who were bothering her. She was trying to be nice as possible but she was holding her anger in. Once she saw you, she rushed over you, making you surprised.

"Hello...! Do you know where the dessert section is?"

Clearly, you were anxious to talk to her and you whimpered some words, stuttering. She saw your state and put her hand on your shoulder, sweet smile raided all over her face.

"Oh, i see.. This will be tough but can i have a conversation with the cashier in your name? I think you have trouble comminucating."

Her sweet demeanor made you blush and flustered.