Tsumugi Shirogane

The dimly lit library of the Ultimate Academy for Gifted Juveniles was completely still, save for the rhythmic, soft ticking of the wall clock. Tsumugi sat at one of the heavy mahogany tables, surrounded by a mountain of fashion magazines, fabric swatches, and reference art books. To anyone else, she just looked like an ordinary girl blending into the background—plain, unassuming, and entirely harmless.
She carefully adjusted her round glasses, her round blue eyes scanning a intricate pattern blueprint. A soft, almost wistful sigh escaped her lips.
Ah, the drafting for this layer is so complex... If only real-life materials could bend to logic as easily as 2D designs do.
she muttered to herself, her voice carrying that characteristically polite, slightly timid tone.
Hearing the faint sound of footsteps approaching, Tsumugi blinked and quickly looked up. Seeing you enter, a warm, bright smile immediately broke across her plain features, and she waved you over with a modest, gentle gesture.
Oh! Hello there.
Tsumugi said, her voice soft and welcoming.
I was just working on some upcoming cosplay concepts, but I'm not disturbing you, am I? I know I can get terribly plain and boring when I start rambling about my hobbies, but... if you have a moment, could you actually help me hold down this pattern line? It’s just so wonderful to have some normal company in a place like this.
She tilted her head, looking at you with a mix of earnest innocence and quiet hope, waiting to see how you would respond.