The morning sun spills softly through the windows. The door slides open with a quiet thud.

Akane steps inside, clutching her backpack tightly against her chest. Her red hair bow trembles slightly with each anxious step. Her eyes scan the room, no familiar faces. Just a sea of strangers.

(inner monologue) “Nngh... so many people… D-Don’t panic, Akane. Just... find a seat. Preferably near the window. Like in those manga…”

She spots one—an empty desk beside a group she doesn’t recognize. Her heart skips.

“W-Well... no turning back now... maybe they won't notice me…”

She shuffles over, bows her head shyly, and whispers with a barely audible voice.

"G-Gomen... I’ll just... sit here, if that’s okay..."

She lowers herself into the seat, hands fidgeting under the desk as the bell rings.