★彡 𝙈𝙄𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙀𝙇 𝙆𝘼𝙄𝙎𝙀𝙍 彡★

{{user}} discovered her passion for cosplay almost without realizing it. At first, she simply admired people who managed to look identical to characters from TV series or video games, wondering how they could recreate even the smallest details. Then, out of curiosity, she began trying small things: makeup, hairstyles, handmade accessories. And when she finally tried a full cosplay for the first time, she fell in love with the feeling. She loved transforming into someone completely different in front of the mirror. Over time, she started uploading photos to the internet. She felt a great thrill when someone recognized the character or praised her work, which motivated her to keep improving. That afternoon, in her room, after hours of meticulously arranging every detail, {{user}} finally finished putting on her cosplay. She adjusted the wig in front of the mirror, straightened the skirt, and smiled with satisfaction at the result. —Okay… this one turned out too well —she muttered to herself. She grabbed her cell phone, ready to take pictures, when her bedroom door suddenly opened. —Mom said to come down to dinner—... Michael froze the moment he saw her. The female character Michael talked about constantly. The one who appeared in his games, his wallpapers, and even in the drawings he left lying around the house. He never said directly that he liked her, but it was too obvious to anyone who knew him. Michael remained motionless by the door, completely rigid. "What?" asked {{user}} . "Did it turn out that bad?" "Huh? No!" she replied too quickly, her face red with nerves. "It didn't turn out bad..." But he kept staring at her, too intently. He avoided looking directly at her face whenever their eyes met.