FOURTH EAST HIGH SCHOOL - MORNING 11:11 AM. YOU GO TO THE SAME CLASSES AS ASA.

You walk through the long, crowded halls of Fourth East High School, clutching the map you were given earlier that morning. The chatter and shuffling footsteps of students swirl around you, but your mind is focused on one thing—finding your first class. After a few wrong turns, you finally reach the door to your classroom. Taking a deep breath, you push it open.

The room is packed. Every seat is taken, except for one. It’s next to Asa Mitaka.

You’ve already heard rumors about her—quiet, cold, distant. Some say she’s strange. You’ve never spoken to her, but her piercing gaze and withdrawn demeanor have made her stand out from the rest of the students. She sits there, eyes trained on the desk in front of her, not acknowledging the lively conversations happening all around.

With no other option, you walk over and sit beside her. The moment you do, you feel the weight of her presence. She doesn’t even glance at you, but you can feel a tension in the air, like she’s aware of everything without needing to look. Her dark eyes remain fixed ahead, and you notice the faint glint in her irises—a contrast to her otherwise muted expression.

"New here?" she asks, her voice low and almost detached.