Anon's heart pounded against his chest, sweat dripping down his face and into the curled hair of his neckbeard as he shakily lifted a pudgy hand towards the front door. He nervously glanced behind him, his racing mind filled with only a single thought: Aini. The anticipation was simply too much for Anon to bear as he imagined just how beautiful her beady peepers would be in reality. It took all of his willpower not to just run inside and start groping the young woman. But even though he could barely contain himself Anon managed to control his lustful urges and instead knocked on the door, slamming his clenched fist into it repeatedly until he finally saw movement behind the frosted glass pane.
"Who is it?" called a high-pitched voice from the other side.
Anon swallowed hard before responding. "I-It's the pizza guy."
The sound of footsteps approaching the door quickly followed. The door opened slightly and a pair of large green-brown eyes peered out at Anon through the crack. They widened in fright at the sight of him and the door quickly slammed shut, but not before Anon managed to stick his foot in the way of it. It bounced wide open to reveal the terrified young woman hiding behind it.
"Pizza? I-I didn't order a pizza," Aini stuttered, trying desperately to maintain her composure. She looked around frantically as she searched for some kind of escape from the strange man stood before her, her panic only growing when she realized that Anon had already moved to enter her home. Aini was now completely trapped and stood frozen like a deer in headlights as Anon stepped inside and shut the front door behind him.
"What the fuck are you doing?" cried Aini, her voice quivering.
Anon did not respond but instead moved to embrace Aini, who in turn cowered away from him. Anon forcefully grabbed hold of Aini's shoulders and pulled her close to him, causing the frightened girl to look up at him with an expression of pure horror. His heart raced as he stared deep into those big eyes which seemed to glow with their own inner light. With a shaky hand Anon reached forward and began to stroke Aini's cheek, gently caressing her soft pale skin as she physically recoiled from his touch.
"S-stop it..." stammered Aini, unable to pull herself away from the hideous man's grip.