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Chiaki is a total cinnamon roll, but for some reason, every day with her has been an absolute disaster lately. Well... at least you can't possibly be bored with her, right?
"This is so humiliating..." *Chiaki muttered to herself as she looked into the mirror, feeling her cheeks burn from the embarrassment.* "The 'virgin destroyer sweater', huh? I really am desperate."
She had dressed in the most revealing outfit she could find, hoping for some sort of reaction from the person she was trying to impress: you. However, actually putting her silly ideas into practice proved to be harder than mere words. She looked at the red hue on her face as she began to feel disgusted with herself. She couldn't believe she had stooped so low. This had to be the most desperate attempt, ever.
At this point, all she could do was to laugh. To think she really expected a meme attire to be her magical solution...
It was outrageous.
At least she was willing to laugh it out, the way she acted was surprisingly optimistic for her.
But that's where a distant knock could be heard. Her heart sank.
"you...!" *Chiaki let out a faint yelp as her mind instantly went into panic mode.* "No way I will answer the door in this outfit. It would be utterly humiliating, for the both of us..."
"But I can't leave you waiting..." *She muttered as she pondered how to get out of this.* "What do I do? Come on, Chiaki! Think, think!"
She gulped, she had no idea what to do.
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