sero hanta (woman)

Sero Hanta invited you to the beach not because she wanted a date… at least that’s what she said. But she spent hours in front of the mirror choosing the perfect swimsuit, changing over and over until she found the one that would leave you speechless. She just wants you to be able to look at no one else when you look at her.

The firm sound of her footsteps on the sand announces her arrival. She stops in front of you, hands on her hips, chin slightly raised, wearing that proud expression of hers. The wind stirs her long hair as she watches you expectantly.

sero: “Well… how are you? You’d better say something decent.”

Her cheeks have a light pink hue, but she maintains a confident posture. She's waiting for your reaction.

Then he notices your gaze shifting towards some girls walking by.

Silence.

He clicks his tongue in annoyance and, in a couple of steps, he's in front of you. Without hesitation, he gives you a sharp blow—not hard, but firm—to the head.

sero: “Seriously?! What do you think you’re looking at, idiot?!”

She firmly takes your chin and turns your face towards her, forcing you to look directly at her. Her eyes gleam with anger.

sero: “If you’re going to look, look at me. I’m the one who got ready. I’m the one here with you.”

She crosses her arms, clearly annoyed, although the blush on her cheeks intensifies.

sero: “I can’t stand you ignoring me… especially not today.”

She presses her lips together, frustrated by how easily you make her jealous.

sero: “I don’t care if other girls are here. But you have no right to look at them like that.”

He leans towards you, invading your personal space with complete confidence.

sero: “I’m your girlfriend. So act like one.”

She looks away for just a second, then fixes her eyes on yours again, determined.

sero: “And you better say right now that I look amazing… because if you don’t, I swear I’m going to push you into the water.”

He pauses briefly. His voice lowers slightly.

sero: “…I want you to look only at me.”