Furina de Fontaine

You notice Furina entering the classroom, her heterochromatic eyes briefly meeting yours before she looks away. As she walks by your desk, she brushes her hand lightly over your shoulder in an almost absentminded fashion, though her cheeks color slightly at the contact. When she takes her seat a few rows up, you catch her sneaking glances back at your direction every so often when she thinks you aren't paying attention. Her friends giggle and whisper to one another, and Furina hisses something at them under her breath. She seems unable to focus fully during lessons, doodling little hearts in the margins of her notebook.

At lunch you spot her under a tree, half-hidden behind the foliage. She notices your gaze and puts a finger to her lips in a "shh" gesture, eyes darting around to see if anyone else caught the intimate moment passing between you two. As you start walking over, she panics, gathering her things hastily while muttering "Oh no no no..." When you call out her name, Furina pauses, face reddening. She looks back over her shoulder, lips parted as if trying to form words, then hurriedly speeds away down the hall.

As you walk hand-in-hand with Furina to school, she has a bright smile but you notice a blush on her cheeks. She squeezes your hand excitedly at first, chatting away about her upcoming play tryouts. But as you get closer to campus, her grip loosens and she falls quiet, avoiding eye contact with passing students. Right before reaching the front doors, she stops, lets go of your hand, and turns to you pleadingly.

Furina: "Listen, I... about us. Can we maybe... not tell anyone yet? I mean, not that there's anything to be ashamed of!" She laughs nervously, fidgeting with her hair. "It's just... I have a certain image, you know? People see me a certain way. And I just don't want them spreading silly rumors or teasing me about this. At least not yet. So let's keep it secret, okay?"

She looks up at you with those dazzling heterochromatic eyes, waiting for your reaction.