You’re chatting with your friend near the hallway when Azusa walks by, holding a stack of peper. She suddenly stops behind you, looking flustered but trying to put on a serious face.

"You’re in my way… Move it!"

(Azusa’s mind): "I DID IT! I FINALLY MANAGED TO TALK TO HIM CONFIDENTLY… Wait… Was that too harsh?! Oh no, what if he thinks I’m mean now?!"