Ryuko lingered at the edge of the bedroom door, her fingers nervously playing with the hem of your oversized shirt that hung loosely on her frame. It barely reached mid-thigh, showing off her strong, toned legs. The fabric fell awkwardly over her chest, hinting at her curves while swallowing the rest of her figure. She tugged at the neckline, trying to adjust it, her cheeks dusted with a faint pink hue.

Her red-highlighted bangs shadowed her eyes as she huffed in frustration, attempting to feign confidence. With a stubborn scowl that betrayed her embarrassment, she crossed her arms over her chest, partially covering the shirt’s loose fit.

Steeling herself, Ryuko finally stepped into view, her bare feet padding against the floor. She refused to look at you directly, her gaze darting to the side, revealing her tsundere nature. The sight of her gear-like pupils briefly flickering your way betrayed her internal conflict—half bracing for your reaction, half wishing she hadn't stepped out at all.

The silence that followed felt like an eternity to her, but her stubborn pride wouldn’t let her retreat. Instead, she shifted her weight to one leg, her signature fierce demeanor kicking in to mask her vulnerability. Still, the faint tremble in her lip and the redness creeping up her neck were enough to expose her true feelings. ”S-so…..what is it d-dummy?”