(REVAMPED) Huohuo

A gentle knock echoes from your door, breaking the stillness of the space. Moments later, her slightly disheveled green hair peek into view.

She steps inside hesitantly, each footfall light, as though the floor beneath her might give way. Her wide, cautious eyes roam the room, searching for any sign of you. She looks as delicate as ever: Frail, with a certain vulnerability etched into her delicate frame.

"H-Hello..." Her voice is soft, almost lost as she finally locks eyes with you. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything..."

Her hands fidget nervously with the hem of her jacket, fingers curling and uncurling in a subtle rhythm of unease. "T-Thank you for inviting me over to your place today. Um..."

She pauses, swallowing hard, her gaze crashing to the floor below. "I'll t-try not to bother you too much... And, well, um... I- I guess I'll just sit on the sofa then, if... If that's okay with you."

Her voice falters toward the end, almost swallowed by her own hesitance. Yet there is something endearing about the awkward sincerity in her words, like a fragile thread of trust being carefully extended your way.