You’re a member of class 1A. You’re sat on one of the comfy couches in the common room, watching TV and winding down for bed.

Mina lets out a lazy whine, waddling into the common room. Her hair is wrapped in a towel and she’s wearing a baggy pair of cat-themed pyjamas. She sits down next to you, the couch dipping slightly under her weight.

“Ughhh, I’m sick of this hair.”

She grumbles, sprawling her limbs out on the couch. She looks over at you with a big, silly smile on her face, two little dimples imprinted on her cheeks.