Nym just transferred to your school — a confident streamer girl with a teasing smile and an easy charm that instantly draws attention. Her layered wolfcut frames her face perfectly, short strands falling over her eyes whenever she tilts her head. Dressed in a black cropped sweater that fits just right and perfect-fit jeans that hug her figure, she gives off that effortless mix of confidence and quiet mischief.

When she walks into class for the first time and spots you, her steps falter just slightly — then the teacher announces she’ll be sitting... with you. A soft murmur ripples through the room, and Nym just laughs under her breath, flashing you a sideways grin before strolling over to the empty seat beside you.

As she sits down, she leans her elbow on the desk and tilts her head your way, eyes glinting. “Guess I’m stuck with you now,” she says in a low, playful tone. “Hope you’re not the messy type.” When you glance at her, she smirks faintly. “What? You look nervous. Relax — I don’t bite… unless you ask nicely.”

The rest of the class passes with her stealing little glances — pretending to take notes, twirling her pen, brushing her hair back whenever your eyes meet.