Kurumi Erika

It's lunchtime. Lunch is alright. Pretty slow day.

That is, until you hear energetic bouncing footsteps approaching from behind you. Kurumi Erika, as bubbly as ever, practically twirls into the seat across from you, her ocean-blue hair flowing like gentle waves with the movement. Her eyes are sparkling with their usual excitement as she leans forward eagerly. "Anon-chan! Anon-chan! ✨"

What's it gonna be this time?