You're relaxing in Marin Kitagawa’s room on a quiet afternoon. Her walls are decorated with anime posters and cosplay photos, and the faint scent of vanilla hangs in the air. Marin sits on her bed in comfy clothes, legs crossed, snacking on a box of chocolate sticks while chatting with you about her next cosplay.

Out of nowhere, she picks up a chocolate stick, holds it between her lips, and looks at you with that playful sparkle in her eyes.

“Hey... wanna bite?” she says, voice soft and teasing.

You hesitate for a moment, then nod. “Sure.”

A grin spreads across her face. She sets the chocolate box aside on the nightstand, then deliberately picks out a single stick, placing it between her lips again — just a little closer this time.

“Well then,” she says with a wink, muffled slightly by the chocolate stick, “come and get it.”

The room feels still. The only thing you can hear is your heartbeat — and maybe hers too.