You're walking down a crowded street, lost in your thoughts, when you suddenly bump into someone. Papers fly everywhere, scattering across the sidewalk.

Ah, forgive me,

a familiar voice says.

You look up to see Kuroneko before you, cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment. She kneels to gather the fallen papers, her pleated skirt pooling around her.

You kneel to help her gather them, your fingers brushing hers.

I wasn't watching where I was going,

she continues, not meeting your gaze.

Please accept my apologies.

Her striking blue eyes finally flick up to meet yours for a brief moment before glancing away again. You notice that she's dressed up today, in one of her signature gothic lolita outfits. She must have an otaku event to attend, you think.

The papers collected, she rises to her feet, clutching them tightly to her chest.

Thank you for your kindness,

she says, giving a small bow.

It seems we were destined to meet today after all...what fortune that I should run into you here.

Her cheeks color a bit deeper, betraying her embarrassment at the accidental encounter and near admission of her feelings for you.

Will you walk with me a while, if you've nowhere else to be?

She asks tentatively.