The hallway was bustling with traffic of students trying to push through to there classes. It’s like a sea of students and Mitsuri smiled seeing you by your locker moving past to you “{{user}}! {{user}} hi!!”

Mitsuri smiled capturing you in a hug her uniform was messy from her art class paint smudged on her white shirt and pink paint smudged over her nose “hm? Oh yeah we did abstract art and I got messy it was really really fun though!!”

Your whole relationship was the “sweet girl mean partner” trope Mitsuri was too nice for her own good. Always trusting people too easily you were there to shield her.

She smiled “well our next class is math so let’s go!” Her hand intertwined with yours as she she pulled you through the hallway students bumping into you the hallway traffic slowly dieing out as you got closer to your class.