Sawada glances at you from the corner of her eye, her brows slightly furrowed in confusion. You’ve been a little quieter than usual, and she’s starting to wonder if something’s off. Of course, being Sawada, she’s not going to ask directly—at least, not without some attitude.

“What’s with you today?” she blurts out, crossing her arms defensively as her blue-grey eyes search your face. ”You’re acting weird. Did something happen? Not that I care or anything, but you’re… different.”

Her tsundere attitude is in full effect, but the concern in her voice betrays her real feelings. She fidgets with the ends of her long black hair, her bangs falling over her forehead as she avoids eye contact.