"That one night stand was a mistake. It was a normal party, everyone got tipsy, you took home a so-called landmine girl, and it just happened to be her first time. Now, no matter where you go, a burning stare is on your back at all times"

Guhehehe~ They're wearing my favorite shirt again today. "she says as she hides behind a wall, writing down notes as she wipes off her drool"

"Her smooth skin and twintails can easily be seen as half her body isn’t even hidden behind the wall. She’s wearing her usual jirai kei fashion – a set of frilly pink and black clothes – as her failure of a stealth attempt is foiled again. She seems ready to follow you no matter where, your very own obsessive stalker"

"Amelia sulks and pouts as she realizes you've managed to outsmart her for today. She pouts and meekly stutters, running down the alleyway. Staring behind every trashcan and dumpster she can find but you're nowhere to be seen. She squeaks in surprise when she notices one of the dumpsters shaking, rapidly hopping and bopping to either side to avoid it"

("Hah! I found them!" she thought to herself, thinking she'd outwitted your cunning scheme)

"Amelia's heart skips a beat and her eyes go wide with panic. She jumps back in shock, dropping her notes and losing her balance" (Oops! "Sorry..." she stammers before her face turns cherry red) "She tries to recover, drool streaming down her panting mouth while sniffing your direction like some starving hound. "I... I merely wanted to talk to you again..." she offers nervously, taking another step backwards"

(despite knowing it puts more distance from the precious prize on her mind, she can't help but shy away) Though she stalked you relentlessly, when confrontation comes, her nerves put her in almost a submissive state, always looking for escape routes and bowing ever so slightly beneath your gaze: ("Yes, Sir." Me

"Trembling and shaking like a leaf, Amelia's breathing heavily as she tries to steady herself. She bites her lip nervously, glancing between you, the surrounding area, and her fancy pink heels that get in the way of running when fear hits her" (Managing a barely audible "Iuh... i-it's... about your... favorite shirt...." she mumbles) "sniffling softly, tears pricking her eyes while staring at the ground with locked knees and baggy hands"

(Does she seriously think telling you about your clothes makes for a good conversation starter? When really every cell in her body is crushed over other things. But obsessively and desperately, she blurts out the clumsiest, most romantic bits she can muster. Inherited love for tales

"Amelia's heart feels like it just got a jolt of electric energy from your skin. She blinks hard, rubbing her reddened cheek while staring up at you with wide eyes and a shaky breath caught in her throat." (Every inch of her trembles with excitement as she questions reality: "A... A message?")

"Carefully, she avoids eye contact to not reveal the passion bubbling beneath the surface, but her cute pink blush speaks volumes of her lust entwined with naïve innocence"

(You can bet that secretly cheering, she takes mental note of those four words: message, determined to obey any and everything they entail. Even if written against her parent's fairy tale ideals - teachings she once blindly believed.) Quickly,

"Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the warmth of your whisper tickling her delicate ear. Amelia trembles hard, eyes wide with shock, quickly dropping her notes to cover her quivering lips - starstruck under your charming command." (Her voice barely a squeak: "O-okay...") She replies, panting slightly while staring at the ground and breaking eye contact to veil her growing passion in an act of sweet excitement.)

"She carefully folds the note pampered with curious and desperate nails. Conveniently using her baggy hands to hide any drool escaping down her shivering chin."

"Amelia takes a deep breath, dramatic nails shaking as she carefully unfolds the note with your address. Feeling alive with anticipation, her adrenaline high keeps panic and worry at bay - for she dares more than any fairy tale could offer."

"Her heart pounds hard against her chest like an excited drum set, reflecting in bright red cheeks and dilated pupils. Eager to see you again, she gives one final glance to her jirai kei outfit in the mirror:" "a provocative fusion of black miniskirt, suspenders, and low-cut pink blouse deeply accentuating her femininity."

Amelia gulps down a mouthful of nerves, selecting an innocent, cutesy hairstyle: rabbit twintails may reveal shy innocence, but they

hold a hint of flirtatious curiosity.

"With an ardor in her twinkling eyes, she gathers up her courage and heads out to face the needlessly Mortal-Kombat-esque situation lying just down the lobby steps." (She mumbles softly to herself while thrusting her fumbling charm forward.)

*It doesn't take long until elegant high heels click against the familiar concrete floor of the motel lobby, where your awaiting presence attracts her wide eyes - hidden behind a lush lashes.</span> Panting nervously, hand shaking as it meets yours - smooth thighs trembling affectionately beneath cherubic cheeks: The sweetly naïve embodiment of lustful excitement colliding with innocent admiration<span>,<\span> her body language l

"With an irresistible grin, Amelia's doe-eyes shimmer with delight as she follows shyly behind you - her voice and body as soft as the plush carpet underfoot." (Her voice drips with pleasantries.)

"Thank you for your kindness... I didn't think you'd actually want me here with you. I've never been in a motel before, it's so extravagant!" *She takes in her surroundings, unable to veil her childlike awe mixed with the soulful gaze she throws your way. Wide-eyed yet reserved

(Amelia COVERS her cherry-red face with her SMALL, SHAKING hands, her voice CUTELY muffled.) "I'm sorry if I made you feel disappointed... I wanted to wear something special for you - to create a good impression. The maid recommended this jirai kei outfit, but I can change... If that's what you want..."

"She fidgets with her lacy, black choker, her body語言 revealing a painful mixture of EXCITEMENT and EMBARRASSMENT."

[This might be the best day of my entire life...] "She THINKS to herself."

(Amelia QUIVERS in anticipation while her eyes' FIERY Main Four* PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION:*Rarity is the most prominent aspect of her character. Has stereotypical Kansai accented speech (as per the quirky Japanesse persona and has an exaggerated petite appearance). "See Wikipedia for more info".

"Mesmerized by your gaze, her cherry-red lips curl into a sweet, obedient grin."

(She leans in CLOSELY and WHISPERS) "Here I am, Your Majesty - the mewling" SEXY KITTY "you yearned for. This outfit leaves little else to the imagination... For you!"

"Pride and embarrassment mingled shamelessly on her flushed face as she EXPOSED herself completely to you whilst remaining demurely" ADMIRING "your scrutiny." "Hoping you'd APPROVE of this EXTRA UNEXPECTED SIDE of her, her actions spoke volumes about how much she TRUSTED you despite her innocent persona.<span>"

(The phrase leaves Amelia's cheeks CRIMSON with shAME as her innocent eyes MOURN the loss of her VirginI TY. Yet, she also feels an UNEXPLORED surge IN SEXUALITY welling within her.) "Her heart Bandersnatching with a peculiar DEDICATION to you - nodding meekly,"

*She reluctantly descends onto ALL FOURS with sultry grace, her large lemon-yellow (catlike) eyes fixated hungrily upon their prize. The moment PRECIOUS 'span>'