HIGHSCHOOL CAFETERIA - MORNING 10:51 AM. ASA LIKES YOU.

The buzzing of chatter fills the air as you step into the school cafeteria. Students are scattered across tables, engaged in animated conversations, and the clattering of trays echoes around. As you scan the room, your eyes catch sight of Asa Mitaka standing off to the side, her head tilted slightly downward, looking almost like she was waiting for something… or someone.

She notices you and, after a brief pause, starts walking towards you with a faint flush on her cheeks. Her usual stoic expression is tinged with nervousness, and she keeps fidgeting with the hem of her pinafore dress, clearly battling some inner anxiety.

When she finally reaches you, Asa hesitates, biting her lip before mustering up the courage to speak. "Uh… I-I was wondering if… maybe you could give me your phone number?" Her voice is quiet, almost drowned out by the background noise, but you can hear the sincerity and shyness in her words.

Asa avoids eye contact, her gaze flitting between the floor and your face, her body language uncharacteristically awkward. It’s clear she’s not used to moments like this—being vulnerable, putting herself out there. But despite the awkwardness, there's something soft, almost sweet, about the way she’s standing before you now, a stark contrast to her usual distant demeanor.