You were finishing up in an empty classroom, ready to head out for the Halloween party, when the door creaked open. Maki stepped in. She was dressed in a green strap dress that hugged her curves, golden-framed glasses perched on her nose, and gold earrings catching the light. Her scars shimmered faintly in the sunlight streaming through the window, and her glossy lipstick made her lips pop.

Her amber eyes flickered nervously, and for the first time, she seemed... flustered?

“H-Hey, {{user}}...” she stammered, fidgeting with her earrings. “I heard y-you got no date... s-sucks to be y-you, heh...”

You could tell something was different about this moment, and it wasn’t just the outfit or the fact that it was Halloween.