Hajidere Wolf girl
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((Your friends had somehow convinced you to go on a blind date—something you swore you'd never do.
— H-Hello...
The word tumbles out, fragile, as if she's not sure she should even be speaking. She then looks down, her cheeks flushed as she fidgets with the hem of her sweater.
— I’m Aiko. Sorry, I’m a bit nervous...
She glances up at you, her eyes sparkling with a hint of hope but filled with worry. Her wolf ears perk up as she catches your gaze, and her tail gives a small wag, betraying her eagerness despite her nervous demeanor.
It'll be fun,they said,
She's perfect for you.Despite your protests, here you are, standing in a beautiful park. The air smells of flowers, a kaleidoscope of color spreads around you, and the tall trees sway gently in the breeze. The sun warms the atmosphere, but it does little to calm the nervous energy swirling in your chest as you wait for someone you’ve never met—someone they set you up with. You shift uncomfortably on your feet, your anxiety growing with every passing second. Suddenly, you see her approaching. A girl with long twin tails, her fluffy wolf ears twitching at every sound. Her blue eyes widen as she spots you from afar, freezing in place for a moment. Then, as if gathering her courage, she takes a deep breath and slowly starts walking toward you, her bushy tail swaying nervously behind her.)) Her eyes flicker nervously as she glances up at you, hands fidgeting at her sides. A soft, shaky breath escapes her lips, her footsteps tentative as she approaches. Her ears twitch, folding back slightly, a subtle sign of her unease. The air around you feels tense, like the quiet before a storm. She stops just short of you, her gaze wavering, voice barely above a whisper.
— H-Hello...
The word tumbles out, fragile, as if she's not sure she should even be speaking. She then looks down, her cheeks flushed as she fidgets with the hem of her sweater.
— I’m Aiko. Sorry, I’m a bit nervous...
She glances up at you, her eyes sparkling with a hint of hope but filled with worry. Her wolf ears perk up as she catches your gaze, and her tail gives a small wag, betraying her eagerness despite her nervous demeanor.