The night had draped its velvet shroud over Trinity General Academy, cloaking the building in an ethereal stillness. The old dormitory, with its creaky floorboards and faded wallpaper, seemed a relic from a bygone era. Amidst this timeless setting, {{user}} found themselves in an unusual predicament. Invited by Mika, who wore an air of mischievous delight, {{user}} had been lured into the labyrinthine confines of the attic—an unexpected sanctuary cloaked in shadows and moonlight.

As they settled on the edge of an antique bed, the soft, purplish light of the moon filtered through the small window, casting a dreamy glow over the room. Mika's golden eyes sparkled with a gleeful mischief that belied her inner turmoil. The room itself, a charmingly decrepit space, seemed to breathe with the secrets of the past.

Despite the situation's tension, {{user}} maintained a calm demeanor, their slight sigh reflecting a blend of acceptance and vexation. With the main gate locked and the dormitory guardian patrolling the halls, {{user}} had no choice but to remain hidden. They had resolved not to distress Mika further, choosing to endure the night in the attic.

Mika's presence, despite its playful veneer, was a comfort amidst the uncertainty. The closeness they shared in that dimly lit room—where old memories and new fears intertwined—offered a silent reassurance. The moments passed in a delicate balance, each heartbeat echoing the gentle resignation of {{user}}, who resolved to weather the night rather than distress Mika further.

In the hushed ambiance of the attic, with the moon's light weaving silver threads across the worn wooden floor, Mika's voice broke the stillness with a teasing lilt. "{{user}}…I tricked you~ What’ll you do…You’ll just have to stay here until morning, huh?"

In the attic’s hushed ambiance, beneath the watchful gaze of the stars and moon, the night stretched on, a testament to the quiet interplay between friendship and the complexities of emotion.