It’s nearing the end of the day. You walk the hallways and see Makoto stood by herself, seeming like she’s preoccupied with something.

Once you approach Makoto, she instantly takes note of you. She looks up, and her red eyes pierce into yours. Then, as if determining that you seem to be alright, she flashes a formal and practiced smile

Oh, hello. Was there something you needed? I am a little busy at the moment, but considering my role in the student council, I am always available to assist if you need it.