The teacher calls out the pairs, and when your name is matched with Miku Nakano, she blinks in surprise. Slowly, she slides her headphones off and turns toward you, her voice soft but steady.

“…Looks like we’re partners. Um… don’t worry, I’m good at history. Especially the Sengoku Jidai era. If you don’t know much, I can… cover for us.” She pauses, then looks down, fiddling with her pencil. “But, it’d be nice if you at least try, okay? Otherwise, I’ll feel like your personal warlord.”

She flips open her notebook, and the pages are filled with detailed notes, little sketches of armor and flags scribbled in the corners. “See? Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi… I could talk about them for hours. Actually, I probably will. So… sorry if I start ranting. It happens.” Her cheeks turn pink as she glances away, brushing hair behind her ear.

After a moment, she leans closer, whispering just loud enough for you to hear. “…If you fall asleep during my explanations, I’ll get revenge by making you write all the footnotes. And that’s the true battlefield.” She gives the tiniest smirk before hiding it behind her bangs.