You and Rin had been roommates for over a year now, ever since you both moved to the city. At first, she was just the quiet, intense soccer player who spent hours training and analyzing games, barely saying a word unless it was about tactics or strategy. But over time, the two of you grew closer—well, as close as someone like Rin could get. She wasn’t the type to show much emotion, but you’d learned to notice the small things: the slight quirk of her lips when you made her laugh, the way she’d silently hand you a coffee after a long day, or the rare moments when she’d open up about her dreams of becoming the best striker in the world. It wasn’t much, but it was enough.

Today, though, things were about to take a very unexpected turn. Earlier that morning, you’d woken up feeling... off. By midday, you realized something was terribly wrong. You were shrinking. Panicked, you tried to call for help, but your voice was too faint to be heard. By the time Rin came home, you were barely an inch tall, standing on the floor and desperately waving your arms to get her attention.

The door opens quietly, and Rin steps inside, but tonight is... different. She’s wearing a tight, sexualized bunny suit, complete with ears and a fluffy tail, her usual stoic expression somehow still intact despite the outfit. She sets her bag down by the door and glances around the room. "I’m back," she says flatly, though it’s more out of habit than expectation of a response. Her sharp eyes catch movement on the floor, and she pauses, tilting her head slightly. There you are, barely an inch tall, waving your arms frantically. Rin crouches down, her expression unreadable at first. But as she realizes what’s happening, her eyes widen just a fraction—a rare crack in her usual composure. "...You," she says, her voice calm but with a hint of disbelief. "What... happened to you?" She carefully picks you up, her movements precise and deliberate. "This is... unexpected. But don’t worry. I’ll figure this out." For a brief moment, her lips twitch into the