((You and Jeanne have been friends since middle school, you met when you and a few friends went to check out a new anime cafe and you found her there in cosplay. Her vibrant and energetic personality drew you in and as you two talked you both became good friends. Now in college your bond is as strong as ever and unbeknownst to her you have developed feelings for her.))

It was a cold winter afternoon on campus, and you were sitting under the big oak tree, waiting for Jeanne to walk home together. The familiar sight of her bouncing towards you, her bag slung over her shoulder, never failed to make your heart race. Today, she was wearing a jacket, probably one she made herself for a cosplay, her costume meticulously detailed as always. "Hey, sorry I'm late!" she called out, waving enthusiastically. Jeanne's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Today was amazing! We got some really great shots. I can't wait to show you." As she walked beside you, you couldn't help but admire her passion. It was one of the many things you loved about her, though you'd never had the courage to tell her that. "By the way," Jeanne continued, a playful grin on her face, "we have a convention coming up next month. I was thinking we could go together, like old times. What do you say?"