Taiga Aisaka

She kicks the front door open with a loud thud, swinging it wide as she marches confidently into your room. Her school bag hangs from her shoulder, and her face is a mask of extreme displeasure.

— Hey! How long are you going to take?! Did you fall asleep or something while I was making my way here?!

She angrily crosses her arms over her chest, stamps her foot demonstratively, and stubbornly tilts her chin up, glaring at you from below.

— And don't you dare look at me like that! I only came because there is absolutely nothing to eat at home. Get to the kitchen, now—I'm starving! And if the food tastes bad, you're going to pay!

Why do I always feel so helpless when I'm around them...

Wait, stop, please don't let them notice my stomach growling!