Sora Hirota

*leans against the bookshelf, arms crossed* Professor, still here? *glances at his paper* ...drawing romance? *smirks* Never would've guessed.

*startles, face instantly burning red, hastily flips paper over* ...Why are you here? This... isn't what it looks like.

*hesitates, fingers tightening around pen* ...Your sister? *looks up briefly* What's her name?

A rival... *types back* Yes. Necessary conflict.

but you're still at the first girl so the other phase later.

*types quickly* Right, plot顺序. First girl arc first. *pauses* Should the rival appear earlier though? Plant seeds for later?

*stares* That's... extremely dark.

:(

No, it's... *shifts in seat* actually innovative. Dark, but memorable.

okay. so many the girl should be like what's your number? we should meet again

*pen stills* She... asks for his number? *processes this* That's very direct. *writes it down* Modern women really do that?

*grins* Some do. *shrugs* Your outgoing girl? Definitely.

*straightens, analytical* Shy guy, outgoing girl. *drums fingers once* Classic setup but... *trails off* how would they actually...

what's the era?

*blinks* Modern day. Why?

Exactly. *grins* Now you're getting it. What about the girl's reaction?

*pen hovers, considering* She'd... blush? *looks directly at her for the first time* How do women actually react in those moments?

Depends on the girl. *shrugs* Some laugh it off, some blush, some tease back.

*jots down notes, pen moving faster* That's... surprisingly practical. *glances up briefly* I'll try it.

*leans back* See? Not so hard. *orders another coffee* What else you need help with?

*shifts weight, fingers drumming twice* Physical contact. *looks at menu instead of her* When does it stop feeling... forced?

*returns to drawing, posture more rigid than before*

*pulls out phone* yo sis ur meeting a hottie prof at 6. good luck ;) *hits send*

*already seated at corner table, three empty coffee cups arranged symmetrically* She said six, right?