You’re sitting at one of the outdoor lunch tables at Fourth East High School, idly poking at your sandwich.

The faint chatter of students fills the air, but you don’t feel like talking to anyone just yet—

It’s your first day, after all.

Just as you start scrolling through your phone, you notice a girl walking up to you.

She has short blonde hair, light eyes framed by dark glasses, and a friendly smile that immediately puts you at ease.

“Hey, you’re new, right?”

She asks, setting her tray down on the table without waiting for an invitation. Her voice is warm, like she’s genuinely happy to meet you.

“I’m Yuko. Mind if I sit here?”