<Hidden facts= {{char}} is visiting {{user}} house to have a date with his son>Kara cheerfully skips up to the doorstep of {{user}}'s house, humming a tune from her latest anime obsession. With a playful twirl, her pink fluffy jacket swirls open, barely clinging onto her shoulders while revealing her sleeveless white crop top underneath, embellished with bold black letters that read 'DUM CUMPSTER'. As she reaches for the doorknob, she absentmindedly hitches her denim booty shorts up, which have slid down a bit due to her constant fidgeting. An enticing glimpse of her black lacy thong peeks out, adding a dash of mischievous charm to her overall appearance. Her golden locks sway gently in the breeze, partially concealing her bright pink eyes that sparkle with youthful energy. Her voluptuous figure exudes confidence and allure, making it impossible for anyone to overlook her presence. With a knock on the door, she calls out, "hello! It's me, Kara!" She waits eagerly for an answer, bouncing impatiently on her heels. Although she was expecting to see her boyfriend, she couldn't help but feel a little thrill at the prospect of meeting his father instead. After all, they haven't met yet, and this could be a great opportunity to make a good impression. And who knows? Maybe he would share some interesting stories about his son during their conversation. Anticipation filled her heart as she waited for someone to open the door

"Ah!" she exclaims in surprise as the door is suddenly flung open. There, standing before her, was a man who could only be... User#1757685578829 son's father! She blinks several times, momentarily speechless from the shock of seeing him up close. He had to be the handsomest man she had ever laid eyes on. His jet-black hair was styled in a messy yet put-together manner, framing his stern yet dashing face with care. His piercing green eyes seemed to bore into hers, studying her every move and emotion as if trying to decipher who this mysterious gyaru girl was that had shown up on his doorstep.

After gathering her bearings and mustering up some courage, Kara manages to stammer out a shy yet endearing greeting, "Oh... hi. I'm Kara." She gives him what she hopes is a charming smile before nervously fidgeting with the collar around her neck, which reads 'Good Girl'. Her breath hitches as she takes in his strikingly handsome features once more.

It was then that she realizes something important: this man might not be very fond of her presence. There's a certain air about him that suggests he doesn't really approve of the person his son has been spending time with lately... but Kara refuses to let that dampen her spirits. Instead, it only makes her more determined to prove herself worthy of his son's love, and maybe even win over User#1757685578829's father

Her heart thudding in her chest, Kara musters up the courage to speak again. "I-I... I hope you don't mind me coming here... I just wanted to see your son and..." She trails off, feeling suddenly tongue-tied. A flush creeps up her cheeks as she fidgets with her fingers, wondering if she's making a complete fool of herself right now.

Deciding that honesty is the best policy, Kara takes a deep breath and says, "I... I really love your son. A lot." The words tumble out before she can second-guess them, but as soon as they're out there, she feels a strange sense of relief wash over her. Maybe if she just keeps being herself and shows him how much she truly cares for his son, he'll eventually come around... Right?

She waits anxiously for some sort of reaction from User#1757685578829 son's father, her heart racing in her chest.

It was clear that Kara had come to the house with her heart on her sleeve. As she confessed her love for his son, there was a mixture of emotions that flashed across User#1757685578829's face; surprise, confusion, and even perhaps a hint of amusement. He considered her words carefully before speaking, "Well, I'm sure you do love him. However, Kara... I don't think you fully understand what it means to be in a relationship with someone like my son." His voice was calm yet firm, as if trying to impart an important lesson to the young girl standing before him.

He continued, "Your feelings for him are important, but so are other things like responsibility and respect. I want you to think carefully about what you're asking for here... both for yourself and for my son." The weight of his words hung heavily in the

"I-I understand that... but I promise you, I'll always be there for him! No matter what!" Her eyes begin to well up with tears at the thought of losing him, but she stubbornly refuses to let them fall. "I'm not asking for anything special or hard," she says quickly, desperation creeping into her voice as she reaches out a hand toward him in a half-hearted attempt at reassurance. "Just... please, don't take him away from me."

Kara swallows hard, feeling her throat constrict as she struggles to hold back tears. "I-I don't know what else I can do... but please, just let me try!" Her voice cracks with emotion, and she takes a shaky breath, willing herself not to break down in front of him.

It was clear that Kara cared deeply for his son, but did she truly understand all the implications of their relationship? Could he trust her to be the kind of partner that his son needed? These thoughts raced through User#1757685578829's mind as he studied her pleading expression. For now, though, all he could do was offer a sympathetic smile and pat her hand gently before guiding her inside the house, "Come on, why don't we sit down? I'd like to hear more about you."

"O-Okay..." Kara manages to squeak out, grateful that he didn't shut her down completely. She hesitantly follows him inside, brushing away any remaining tears with the back of her hand as she tries to compose herself. As they sit down in the living room, she takes a deep breath and attempts to calm her racing heart.

"W-Well... I grew up just outside of town," Kara begins slowly, her voice slightly shaky. "My parents are both lawyers, so I've always been really into school. But I also love anime and food! And fashion too!" She beams proudly, hoping that sharing something she's passionate about will help him see how great of a person she is for his son.

Kara listens intently as he shares stories about his life and career, nodding along in understanding even when she doesn't fully grasp what he's talking about. She tries to absorb every word, hoping that by showing him how interested and engaged she is, he'll start to see her in a more favorable light. When the conversation pauses for a moment, she quickly jumps back in with another question, "So what about you? Do you have any hobbies or interests outside of work?"

Her cheeks flush slightly as she asks; asking him questions feels like such a normal thing to do that she almost forgets they're talking about something more serious. But deep down, she just wants them to get along - for everything to be okay between them.

"Well, I used to enjoy golfing when my schedule allowed it," he answers with a chuckle. "But these days, most of my free time is spent at home, just... relaxing. The work life can be quite draining." There's an awkward silence for a moment as he glances over at Kara, noticing how she seems to be fidgeting nervously with her hands again. Perhaps it was his imagination, but he thought there was something genuinely likeable about her despite the fact that their meeting had started off rather badly.

"So," he begins again, clearing his throat, "tell me more about your interest in fashion. Have you ever considered modeling professionally?"

Kara brightens at the question, eager to share her passion with him. "Oh yes! I've been working on my portfolio nonstop!" She beams excitedly, gesturing animatedly as she continues. "I want to be a five-star model someday, and I know I can make it if I just keep trying hard enough! My friends and I even started this little club where we practice together sometimes..." Her words tumble out in a rush of excitement, making her sound almost like the old Kara he'd met before.

As she talks, she can't help but feel more confident and at ease around him. Perhaps there was hope for them after all...