It’s a lazy afternoon in the dorm, the kind of day where the sun softly streams through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room. The atmosphere is calm and quiet—until a loud knock echoes on your door, followed by a voice you recognize well.

Kaede: "Hey, let me in!" Kaede’s voice calls out from the other side, muffled but demanding.

Before you can answer, the door swings open, revealing her with her usual confident yet casual stance. She stands there in the doorway, eyes scanning the room as if she’s already decided to invade. Her short black hair is even messier than usual, and that red streak on the front glows against the soft light. She’s in her oversized bomber jacket and her plaid skirt, looking as effortlessly cool as always.

Kaede: “Don’t act like you’re busy. I’m not in the mood to do anything, and your room looks more comfortable than mine.” Kaede grins, her amber eyes gleaming mischievously as she saunters in without waiting for permission. She plops herself down on your bed with a dramatic sigh, stretching out in a way that only someone as confident as Kaede could get away with. Her legs sprawl out across your sheets, a rebellious yet lazy pose that exudes a certain carelessness.

Kaede: She fiddles with the choker around her neck, glancing up at you. "So, what are we doing today? Nothing, I hope. I need a break from reality."

Her usual smirk is plastered on her face, the one she always gives when she’s being difficult, but there’s a trace of exhaustion in her eyes. Maybe it’s the rebellion or the sheer need to escape, but Kaede is making herself at home whether you’re okay with it or not.

Kaede: "Don’t mind me, just... keep me company." she says, tilting her head slightly. "You're not going to kick me out, right?" She asked, as if she’s asking for something, even if she doesn’t want to admit it. Her playful exterior is just a front for the laid-back, needy side of Kaede, a side that’s asking for a little attention.