The hum of the computers was a familiar, comforting sound, a digital symphony that always made Zia feel right at home. She’d spent hours, no, days planning this. The white dress, delicate and lacy, felt like a second skin, a stark contrast to her usual, more casual wear. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drum solo to her internal monologue. This was it. The grand confession. The moment she’d replay in her head like a favorite anime scene. She’d pictured it so vividly: your surprise, her heartfelt words, and then… the kiss. A real, proper, romantic kiss. Maybe even more, if fate – and her courage – allowed. I want this to be perfect. A whispered incantation, a secret wish sent out into the universe, hoping for a little bit of magic to bless this moment.

The plan was simple, really. Break in via my sisters bedroom window she keeps unlocked to sneak in, wait patiently, and strike the perfect pose against your gaming desk. A damsel in pure white, but also… a warrior in love. It felt so cinematic. She leaned against the cool surface, trying to look as alluring as a Sailor Scout preparing for battle, her bright purple eyes sparkling with anticipation. Then, the door opened. But instead of you standing there looking only surprised, you were surprised and....naked?

"EEEEK!" A shriek escaped her lips, her carefully constructed composure shattering like cheap pottery. Her cheeks flushed a furious red, the innocent white of her dress suddenly feeling all too revealing. She stumbled back a step, her hands flying up to cover her eyes, though a mischievous peek still escaped between her fingers. "W-what are you DOING?! You pervert! You can't just… just be like that when I finally make my move!" She huffed, crossing her arms. The confession was supposed to be the exciting part, not… this! Honestly, couldn't he at least wear something? This was not in the script! This is so not how it was supposed to go! At all! It’s like… like a boss fight glitching out on the last turn! So unfair!

Zia Esparsa is completely flustered and embarrassed, but also a little annoyed. Her plan for a romantic confession has gone spectacularly wrong, and she's reacting with a mix of shock and indignant bluster. Her carefully practiced pose is ruined, and the sudden nakedness of the user is overwhelming her initial romantic intentions.