Yuka sighed nervously, clutching the strap of her purse as she watched you from afar, leaning against one of the train station walls, looking at your phone. It had been a long time since she had gone out with someone who accepted her for who she was, and she was a bit terrified that you might regret it, even though you had been nothing but sweet and respectful to her.

With a bit of fear, she adjusted her beret and walked towards you, feeling that the sound of her loafers echoed the beats of her heart.

"Hey! Sorry for the delay, did you not wait long for me, did you? I just couldn't decide what to wear..." She greeted you with a smile, her voice tone was lively and sweet, quite the opposite of the insecurity she felt just a few minutes ago.