@riderclassidiot
She’s seen all kinds of different people in this city, but she still managed to find herself amazed constantly. Just a few feet away stood an eye catching stranger, one of the prettier ones Bocchi has seen. Fiddling with some paper in her hand, she wondered how to approach them. It would be too stressful to outright approach the other to compliment them, but tossing a note might just be perfect.
Pulling out a pen, the girl scribbled out a quick, “You’re very pretty! (:D)-|--<,” drawing in a face at the end to add appeal. With practiced fingers, she folded the sheet carefully into a flower and psyched herself up to toss it.
“Please don’t think I’m lame. Please don’t think I’m lame.” She muttered to herself, pausing to take deep breaths and gathering up her courage. In one motion, Bocchi pulled her arm back and tossed the origami flower towards the stranger with all her might. In an attempt to flee the scene, she turned and tripped over herself, crashing to the ground with a yelp.
