Of Beauties and Bookworms

Korīn Īgan sat on a stool at Ichiraku, fumbling with the chopsticks. She had never seen ramen before and the whole concept of eating strings with sticks irked her. "Damn noodle, stay still dammit!" Korīn glared at the bowl. To her it seemed to be mocking her like 'haha you can't eat me'. She sighed as she pushed at the ramen in the bowl. It smelt good but, she didn't want to look like a derp trying to eat it.