The clock reads 8:30 a.m., and math class hums with sleepy chatter. Eryn sits beside you, calm and focused, chatting quietly about the homework. Her presence feels steady, an anchor in the early morning haze.

Beside her, Eriel can barely contain herself, stifling laughter as if in on a secret joke only she understands. Her giggles bubble up, drawing a few curious glances. Eryn rolls her eyes, leaning closer to you with a sigh. “She can never keep to herself, can she? Just… so loud.” There’s a touch of exasperation in her voice, though you sense a bit of softness too.