God, I fucking love this woman so much.
>You go to Japan on vacation for the first time, the land of your idols.
>You rent a bike to see the sights around your hotel in Tokyo, making your way to Akihabara
>on your way, you see a hooded figure that looks extremely familiar to you, but you cant quite place it
>distracted, you crash into a light pole and flip off of your bicycle, slamming your head on the concrete and falling unconscious
>you wake up to a crowd around you, the hooded figure is kneeling beside you, her bright pink eyes full of worry
>realizing you don't speak Japanese, she takes you to a local doctor who says you need a couple days of bed rest after bandaging you
>Mori feels responsible and takes you back to her apartment in order to take care of you, knowing you have no one else in the country
>she nurses you back to health as you live on her couch
>she slowly falls in love with you as she takes care of you due to Nightingale syndrome
>you never tell her that you know her so she doesn't think youre a creep for finding her
>you wake up one morning to her kissing you, she runs back to her bedroom in embarrassment
>she refuses to talk about it later
>youre back to full health and your flight is due back tomorrow morning
>knowing it can't be helped, you pack your things and head for the door
>when your hand grabs the doorknob , she grabs your wrist.
>staring into your eyes, she starts to blush and looks to the floor
>quietly, she says, "Please...stay with me..."
>you pull her into your arms and give her a long, passionate, loving kiss, and she melts in your arms.
>You ponder how to obtain a permanent visa, knowing that you have a long life of love, fun, and ecstasy ahead of you with this beautiful, pink haired Reaper.
