utsushii
amity { + 鏡音レン }

     Determination shone in her pupils, as even a glance at her could immediately tell that she wouldn’t leave her position. Persistence can be admirable, but it could also be a dreadful nuisance. Even with the obvious implications that she was unwanted here, she still had her feet locked to the ground. Her addiction over a fictional digital world baffled the male counterpart, as he failed to see the appeal over these childish forms of entertainment. And even with her stature being so petite, he still manages to catch that sigh of disappointment when he replies back with ‘video games aren’t worth his time’. How ridiculous; she pitied him.

          “The̷re̸’s ͜a̡ ̛lot of reasons ̵to̧ ͜obj̸e͜c̡t, but fine– I’ll pla̧͝y̴ ál͢o̷ǹg.” If he were to object her request continuously, there wouldn’t be an end to this conversation. That would be the last thing he would wish for– to waste time on an overly persistent android who holds some strange infatuation with the concept of mashing buttons. All the queries he pondered on posing can be held on hold for the time being, as he decided that it was irrelevant to learn about his female counterpart– considering that in due time, they would be living in their separate worlds again. “Fo̷̡ŗ ͡s̷͡omę̧̢ǫ͠n̡͝e who looķs͘ ͘͠q̴u͟ì̢e̷t, you’re pret̨ty̸ ̸co҉mm̢a̵nding.”

                                      – but that feature was more of an annoyance than anything.