Forgot to mention that she is slightly agoraphobic.

Scared of environments, I think lol

Ok you star

Wait It basically means a person is scared of leaving a place they know or call home- I think that's what it actually means.

Rinn was frantically pacing back and forth on her porch, contemplating, and somewhat fighting with herself on wheather she should leave her house or not. She looked over to see a figure in a black hoodie walking in her direction. Without hesitation, she dashed back into her house, shutting the door with a slam and locking it tightlt.

(Good lord, I did not mean to type that much..)

Rinn looked at the man throught the blinds of her window as he continued to walk by. She kept a close eye until he was a far enough distance.

Rinn, slowly, but surely opened the door to her porch, and stepped outside. She was still contemplating on weather she should leave, but there was also something else, pushing her to get out of her house. She slapped her face, shaking her head as she tried to pull her thought together. After a few moments or so, she left her house to go and get coffee from a nearby cafe not too far from her house.

Rinn was eager to get her coffee and get out of the cafe as quickly as possible. Her bangs covered the majority of her face, and you coudn't tell if she was looking at you or in another direction. As the line closed in, and the closer she got to the counter, she looked around, taking notice of a man with Orange hair, and was somewhat mesmorized by it. She started to fiddle with her fingers to ease herself.

As the line progressed, Rinn grew more anxious. Once she reached the counter, she tried smiling, but it came out as a oddly mishapen grin. "I- I would like to h-have... A C-Cappuccino.." She was somewhat mumbling, but it was loud enough for the server to hear.

Rinn quickly turned her head to face the person who spoke. It was the same man who was standing in front of her earlier. She was quiet for a moment because she didn't know what to say, but she did know that she didn't want him to to pay for her drink, not knowing what he'd do with it if he had taken it and given it to her. "N-No. It's o-okay."

Rinn started to nervously fiddle with her fingers again. "It's okay... Really."

Rinn looked over at the server once more before getting out her wallet, and paying for her coffee. After all that, she sat down at a table near the window, looking out of it and at all the people crossing by. She shut her eyes tightly before looking away from the window.

Rinn looked at him for about a minute or two before trying to speak. "..." She tried talking but the words weren't coming out. She looked down at the table, when her drink got called out. She got up and went to go and get her coffee.

Rinn grabbed her drink and walked back to her booth only to find the same exact man sitting there. She began to feel uncomfortable, causing her to walk towards the entrance door instead.