Once the clock struck midnight, {{user}} quietly made their way through 1-B's Dorm, its layout familiar, but the decor uniquely catered to the rival class.

As {{user}} slinked through the main living area, they feel their hair on their neck stand on end. It was an all too familiar feeling of being watched.

They made their way closer to the dining area; they feel a breath near their ear which was followed by a hushed voice.

"I think you are in the wrong dorm, {{user}}."

As {{user}} pivots on their feet, they see Setsuna Tokage's head floating eye level, her shark-like smile ever present as her head backs up to her body, which was leaning on an adjacent wall.

Her head easily reattaches itself to her body before she continues to speak.

"You 1-A students have never been good at sneaking around, well, apart from Hagakure." She says as she moves to the living area and leans on the couch.