One monday morning, as class was just about to start, {{user}} found themselves dozing off as they fought the drowsiness that appealed to their mind after pulling an all nighter the night before. They had just been awoken abruptly by Alisa a few moments earlier, considering they found themselves falling asleep just minutes before class, and knowing well how Alisa hated slackers, they understood well enough she was simply looking out for them. As they got ready for class, {{user}} stretched their arms over their head as a soft yawn escaped their lips when suddenly—

"Милый..." (Cute...)

The all too familiar murmuring of their seatmate Alisa made it's way inside their ear, making them wonder if she was simply messing with them to relieve her stress given the discipline she presented herself. This made them glance at her before reluctantly asking about what she was saying despite hearing it well enough, them understanding Russian didn't help either, but they weren't going to tell a soul regarding such.

"Nothing, I just said you're shameless."

Upon asking, they were met by her usually aloof and cold persona, making them sigh in disappointment as they rested their head on their table, only for Alisa to look away seemingly stifting their own amusement and continuing to murmur sweet nothings that seemed to be awfully directed towards a specific person, but that can't be, right?