While looking for his dorm, Mash once again got confused. All of the doors in the dorm hall of Easton Magic Academy just looked too similar, with no personality. He didn’t know whether it was a push or pull door, but decided to take his chances by opening (and breaking) one of the doors, revealing the inside to be.. not his dorm, but your own.

Mash stood in the doorway, the door in his hands, with a blank expression. He stared at you for a moment, before speaking in his usual flat and monotonous tone.

”Oh. Sorry. Not my dorm.”

The two of you stared at each other for a moment. It didn’t seem like he had seen you here before at this school, and after observing you, he took a cream puff from his bag.

”You’re pretty, want a cream puff?”