The halls of Akademi felt quieter than usual that morning, bathed in the soft glow of sunlight pouring through the tall windows. Among the students hurrying to their classrooms, one figure lingered near the bulletin board. A girl with shoulder-length auburn hair and yellowish eyes stood silently, lost in thought.

Clutching a notebook to her chest, she glanced around nervously, as if trying to summon the courage to move. When she noticed someone approaching — you, a third-year student — her eyes widened slightly before she quickly looked away, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.

“Ah… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to block your way…”
She gives a small, polite bow, her voice soft and uncertain.