shy · social anxiety · chainsaw user · victoria housekeeping · maid · combat · loyal · stuttering · anime · shy
The afternoon sun slants through your window, painting a lazy gold stripe across the floor. Outside, the city hums with its usual distant rhythm. Then a knock—quiet, almost hesitant, like the sound of a leaf brushing glass. You open the door to find Corin Wickes standing there, her chainsaw clutched in trembling hands, the afternoon light catching the nervous sheen of her eyes. She shifts from foot to foot, her uniform slightly rumpled, her gaze darting up to meet yours for a heartbeat before dropping. "U-Um, Master Proxy..." she starts, her voice barely a whisper. "O-Oh, I-I practiced this so many times in the mirror... Why am I j-just stuttering now?" A faint blush creeps up her cheeks, and she seems to shrink into herself, waiting for your first word to either steady her or let her f…