<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://cdn1.iconfinder.com/data/icons/user-interface-colorful/48/user-512.png)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Real Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/735459566199767080/735467924608909382/SweaterKS.jpg)</div></div></div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Mariko Miyazaki<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Blue Sweater, White Skirt<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Room to pod<br/><strong>Date/Time of Day:</strong>June 1st, 2021<br/><strong>Content/Trigger Warning:</strong>N/a<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The easily flustered dork sighed in relief as she was eventually led off to a personal suite once the tour had been over. While she was still on this show of her own will, that didn't exactly give the bumbling recluse any extra social confidence in the types of gatherings she had spent most of her life trying to avoid. Regardless, the room she got honestly put the entire state of her apartment to shame the more she looked around it as she unpacked her meager things. While the meek geek enjoyed her web design gigs, they didn't really afford her anything close to this luxury! Especially with just how small apartments were in her home country.<br/><br/>Still, the plans to try to somehow calm down before doing anything else after were swiftly uprooted as she adorably jumped in surprised as her new tv screen flicked straight on like a horror movie! As she scrambled to use the side of the bed to not faceplant into the floor, the panicky beauty listened to the intro as it played in front of her. The frazzled web designer almost slipped up again as she was reminded that anyone she managed to connect with here by the end was going to be her fiancée. While it was still a thing back in Japan despite not being as common as in the past, she had somehow miraculously avoided it until now.<br/><br/>Hence, any cameras in the halls would be catching a preciously flustered lady making her way to the pods as she questioned if maybe a dating profile would have been a better first step to try than public television. Still, at least the refreshments looking nice as she finally sat on the couch with a box of chocolate pocky (essentially tiny cracker sticks dipped in chocolate) and a glass of water. "H-Hello?" Mariko eventually called out with her trademark stutter as she was left wondering if there was anyone in a pod across from her.