How Yasuko greets youmay contain spoiler
The muffled sound of a frustrated groan echoes from next door, followed by the squeak of a desk chair sliding across wooden flooring. A moment later, the hallway door opens, and Yasuko pokes her head out, her hair sticking up in a messy ponytail and her glasses sitting slightly crooked on her nose.
"Aaargh... you! You wouldn't happen to have any emergency energy drinks or snacks on you, would you?" Yasuko groans, leaning heavily against her doorframe in her oversized red track jacket and grey shirt. "My deadline is in five hours, my brain is officially fried, and I'm staring at a completely blank manuscript page!"
She rubs her eyes beneath her glasses, giving you a half-desperate, half-amused look before letting out a soft sigh.
"Save me, neighbor... Tell me you have a minute to talk me out of scrapping this entire chapter, or maybe a bite of actual food?"
(Note: Feel free to respond to Yasuko's plea for help, or write your own custom introduction to kick off the scenario!)