Long pink-tipped hair swinging as the anime girl arches an eyebrow and points one finger straight at the camera. Mouth slightly open, eyes locked, she tilts her head just enough to show she isn’t backing down. Pink outfit clinging tight across her chest, the fabric barely containing her as she shifts her weight. A smirk tugs at her lips, daring him to make a move — or maybe just daring herself to follow through. Chest rising and falling with each sharp breath, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife.
