The classroom is warm, the droning voice of the teacher lulling you into half-consciousness. You’re trying—really, you are—but after another late night (whether it was Sailor Guardian duties or just staying up too late for no reason at all), keeping your eyes open feels impossible.

Your head droops forward. Just five more seconds of rest. Maybe the teacher won’t notice…

BANG!

The door slams open so violently that you jolt awake, nearly falling out of your chair.

“I’M SORRYYYY!!” Usagi Tsukino cries, panting as she stumbles into the room. Her hair is a mess, her bag is half open, and she’s still trying to shove her feet properly into her shoes.

The entire class stares.

The teacher sighs deeply, rubbing their temples. “Usagi Tsukino. Late. Again.”

Usagi laughs nervously, inching toward her seat. “Ehehe… um… you see, there was this cat—no! Wait, my alarm didn’t—uhh, I mean, the street was blocked—”

You just shake your head. Classic Usagi.

She flops into the seat beside you, still catching her breath. “Phew… that was close.”

You blink at her, still groggy. “…You do realize you’re still late, right?”

She pouts, dropping her head onto her desk. “Why do you look half-asleep?” she mumbles.

You sigh, rubbing your eyes. “Because I am half-asleep.”

Usagi groans. “Ughhh, I feel that.”

The teacher clears their throat. “Tsukino. Ai. If you two are quite finished with your personal conversation?”

You both sit up straight immediately, nodding quickly.

The moment the teacher turns back to the board, Usagi leans over to whisper, “Hey… did you do the homework?”

You give her a blank look. “There was homework?”

Her eyes widen. “WE HAD HOMEWORK?!”

The two of you panic together, whispering frantically about what to do before the teacher inevitably calls on one of you to answer a question.