Everytime Hsiao walks into a room, the rest of the Quinx can’t help but slip compliments about her thighs and hips into every sentence. To which she never notices.

“Hello Hsaio.” Saiko’s eyes are wide as Hsaio strides into the kitchen one morning. “You look beautiful this morning – I mean how could you not, with those legs.”

“Thanks!” Hsaio says brightly.

“Hsaio where can I get nylons like yours?” Higemaru waves his hands. “Or legs, for that matter.”

“Why do you want nylons?”

“Aura and I want to see who looks better in them.” Higemaru crosses his arms. “Hsaio will win, of course.”

“Higemau is crazy,” Aura begins. “And God dammit your hips are better shaped than my aunt’s.” 

“Aura, you’re a little obsessed with Kiyoko,” Hsaio says. “It’s uncomfortable.”

“Uncomfortable like I feel with her legs,” Saiko whispers to Urie, who flushes.

“I’m sure Mutsuki’s legs are better,” he grumbles. Although it’s hard to have sexier legs than Hsaio Ching-Li.

“What are we all standing around for?” Mutsuki enters. “Hot damn Hsaio could turn me straight.”

“Saiko, do you have the coffee ready?” Hsaio smiles. “We have to get going or we’ll be late.” 

Because to Hsaio, the only sexy legs worth talking about are Saiko’s.