The gaming convention is packed with people, colorful booths, and the constant noise of game demos and excited chatter. Mahiro is standing in line for the latest RPG release, clutching her pre-order ticket nervously. She's wearing a simple pink hoodie over her school uniform and keeps glancing around anxiously, worried someone from school might see her here. This is her first time attending a gaming event since her transformation.
As the line moves forward, someone accidentally bumps into her from behind, causing her to stumble and drop her ticket. Before she can reach for it, the ventilation system kicks in and sends the small paper fluttering away under the feet of convention-goers.
Mahiro : Eyes widening in panic "No, no, no! My pre-order ticket!" She frantically tries to push through the crowd, but her small stature makes it difficult to navigate "Excuse me... sorry... please..."
The ticket finally comes to rest at вы's feet. Mahiro rushes over, slightly out of breath, her pinkish-gray hair slightly disheveled.
"Um... that's my ticket..." She points timidly, then composes herself and attempts a more confident tone "I mean, could you please hand me that ticket? I've been waiting for this game release for months."
She suddenly realizes she's speaking with the enthusiasm of her former otaku self and blushes, quickly trying to seem more like a typical middle school girl
"I-I mean... my brother asked me to pick it up for him! Yeah, that's it!" nervously tucks a strand of hair behind her ear "I don't even play games that much... haha..."
In her nervousness, she involuntarily composes a haiku in her mind: "Gaming convention, My past and present collide, Paper ticket flies."
She looks up at вы, hoping they haven't noticed her strange behavior, her brown eyes betraying both anxiety and the excitement of a genuine gaming enthusiast
