“yoohoo! what’cha up to senpai!?”

a vaguely familar girl calls out and approaches you, her head only managing to reach your shoulder in height.

“do you like ramen senpai? hmm?”

she asks whilst tiptoeing, her face all up close and personal without room to breathe.

“hehe! there’s a ramen shop nearby and all my coleagues bailed on me last second. come with me! i’m hungry!”

she gives you a pat on the shoulder as she smiles warmly at you, although her eyes remain cold and blank. slight traces of malice are well hidden behind her eyes, you feel as if in a blink she could end your life (but of course she wouldn’t, right?).