I smiled inwardly thinking about the shy Japanese man. Eliza and I met him when we were shopping at our local manga store. Eliza had to actually bust my door down and drag me out of my room since I was so scared of meeting new faces (I just recently moved in with her for the rest of the school year that day). Eventually after a lot of bribing, she managed to take me out shopping so long as she buys me chocolate, chinese food, and go on an anime marathon. That was how we met.
I was sitting on a booth in a(n apparently popular) chinese restaurant at the mall. According to Eliza, this place not only served authentic chinese cuisine, but the infamous martial arts club leader Yao Wang's family actually owned the place- successfully drawing in more customers considering he's VERY popular. Why were we here again? Oh yeah, I was hungry and was craving Chinese food. As I heaved out a sigh for the umpteenth time, I noticed Eliza let one out of her own.
"(y/n), this is th