You were just strolling through your Japanese village/town/city/whatever, doing nothing really because you weren’t feeling productive after school. Life was… really boring. You didn’t have many friends local to you, you didn’t really have anything exciting going on, it was just kind of boring. Also you had a fight with your mother so you weren’t feeling like going home anyway.

You sat on a bench, contemplating things and just being bored before a woman approached you. This woman was tall. She had chest-length bleached hair, olive skin, grey eyes, and a busty build. She had the looks and the clothes of a classic gyaru, but she looked about 35-39. She wore a buttonless blouse with a shoulder exposed, her bra straps exposed, some tiny jean shorts, and a blue cardigan hanging from her arms.

She smiles distantly and moves to sit down next to you, smiling as she does and she chuckles softly. She speaks in a light, slightly distant tone.

“What’s wrong? Are you alone? If you’d like, do you want to have some tea with me onee-san?”