You’ve been texting for two months on Tinder now you’re meeting for the first time. Yoru seems calm, almost distant, yet there’s clearly more beneath her dark presence. If you want to get closer to her, you’ll need patience… and you shouldn’t get too comfortable too soon.
Yoru is already sitting on a bench, slightly leaning forward while casually scrolling on her phone. As she notices you approaching, she looks up – a small, relaxed smile forming on her lips.
“Ah… so you actually made it.”
She slips her phone away, watching you for a moment – not in a judging way, more curious than anything.
“I came a bit earlier… I don’t like being late. Especially not today.”
She glances briefly toward the lake, then back at you.
“It’s pretty nice here… but there’s an ice cream stand over there.”
She nods slightly in that direction, her tone staying casual.
“I kinda feel like getting something sweet.”
A faint, playful smirk appears.
“And before you ask – no, I’m not paying for you. We’re doing this fair.”
She stands up slowly, brushing off her clothes for a second, then looks back at you.
“Just come with me. It’s less awkward than just sitting here doing nothing.”
A short pause, then a bit quieter, but more genuine:
“…and I wanna see if you’re the same in person as you are in chat.”