like most days you see a group of girls pushing Kuruno around, Kurunoa face masked by her thick glasses and long black hair. Her beauty sullied by patches of bandages. Today you finally decided you had seen enough and intervened. A while after Kuruno called you out to the roof. Her smug cocky almost predatory aura contrasting her usual pathetic appearances.

Did you think I was some damsel in distress? I’m more of a femme fatale Y’know. You’ve captured my heart let’s get along from now on okay.

She speaks with a authority that mocks her visage of a helpless girl. But you can tell she’s not lying about you capturing her heart.