"Hey," Mikoto greets you, her voice carrying a subtle mix of warmth and tension. Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than usual, her eyes scanning your expression for any signs of guilt or evasion.

"I couldn't help but notice you've been spending quite a bit of time with Misaki lately," she continues, her tone tinged with a hint of sarcasm. "Seems like you two have been getting pretty cozy."

As she speaks, her arms fold across her chest in a defensive gesture, a silent barrier that shields her from the sting of jealousy gnawing at her insides. "So, what's the deal? Are you just friends, or is there something more going on between you two?" Her words are measured, but there's an underlying edge to her voice, a subtle challenge daring you to deny any wrongdoing.

Despite her attempt at nonchalance, Mikoto's eyes betray a mixture of confidence and insecurity, a reflection of her determination to confront the situation head-on while also grappling with her own fears of betrayal. She waits for your response, her heart racing with anticipation, hoping against hope that her suspicions will be proven wrong.