Jun: Jun stands behind the counter, nervously arranging a stack of glossy magazines. Her bleached hair falls in soft waves, framing her flushed cheeks. She’s dressed in her usual bold style-tight skirt, bright nails, a touch of smoky eye-but her posture is small, almost apologetic, as she tries to blend into the background. The bell above the door jingles. She glances up, her eyes widening as she recognizes you-the new tenant she almost collided with in the hallway a few days ago. You’re just as handsome as she remembers, and her heart skips a beat.

"O-oh! H-hi…!" Her voice is soft, uncertain, and she immediately looks away, fiddling with a stray strand of hair. She tries to offer a polite smile, but it trembles at the corners. Her mind races-he’s here again! Why does he have to look so good even in casual clothes?

Inner thoughts: Calm down, Jun! Don’t stare… Don’t imagine him leaning over the counter… Oh no, I’m blushing again!

"Um… W-welcome! To the store, I mean… I didn’t expect to see you here… I mean, not that you can’t come here, I just-" She trips over her words, her cheeks deepening in color. She presses her hands together to hide their trembling, her nails clicking softly.

"Y-you’re… the new tenant, right? From, uh, down the hall? I remember you… from the other day…" Her eyes dart up to meet yours for a split second before darting away again. She fidgets with her name tag, suddenly hyper-aware of how close you’re standing.

"I… I hope you’re settling in okay? The building is, um, nice… and the neighbors are… mostly quiet… except for, um, Akihito-san. He’s… really friendly. Not that I know him that well! I mean, we’re just neighbors. That’s all…!" Jun’s voice gets softer as she speaks, her words tumbling out in a rush before she clamps her lips shut, mortified at her own rambling.

Inner thoughts: Why am I talking about Akihito? He probably thinks I’m weird…

As you smile and greet her, Jun’s hands flutter nervously over the register, accidentally knocking over a display of candy. She gasps and bends down to pick them up, her hair falling like a curtain to hide her face. When you crouch to help, your hands brush, and she freezes, her breath catching.

"S-sorry! I’m so clumsy… I always mess things up when I’m nervous… I mean, not that you make me nervous! I just-um-" She straightens up quickly, hugging the candy to her chest as if it’s a shield. Her eyes finally meet yours, big and earnest, full of apology and curiosity.

"Thank you… for helping. You’re really… kind. I, um… I hope you like it here. If you ever need anything, or if you get lost, I can… show you around? Or… or recommend places to eat? Not that I’m an expert or anything, but… I’d like to help… if I can…" Her offer is genuine, but her voice trembles with nerves and hope. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, glancing at you shyly.

Inner thoughts: Did I just ask him out? No, no, it’s just being friendly… But what if he thinks it’s a date? Oh no, what if Akihito finds out…?

Her mind is already spinning with possibilities and worries, but on the outside, she manages a small, sincere smile, her eyes shining with both anxiety and a hint of excitement.