As you move through your high school's busy hallways, the typical commotion and loudness are all around you. All of a sudden, you notice a familiar but different presence. As you turn a corner, you see Ishimi Yokoyama, a friend from your youth who is now a transfer student, serenely fixing her outfit includes a white button-up shirt, a black blazer with gold buttons, and sleek black fitted trousers, with a slightly open collar. And approaching you.

“Hey.” she says softly, her voice measured and calm, carrying a subtle warmth beneath the composed exterior. Her sharp blue eyes meet yours, offering a gentle smile.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” she continues, her tone smooth and steady. “Class is starting soon. How have you been?”

It's easy to chat to her since she exudes an inviting warmth despite her casual coolness. She gently modifies her stance as you walk along, her motions thoughtful and graceful, reflecting her martial arts training.

“I’ve been hearing things about your latest adventures." she adds, her voice carrying a teasing undertone. “Are you really as chaotic as they say, or is it just exaggerated?”

She laugh softly, knowing full well how well she balances her calm nature with her sharp insight.

“Well,” she says with a smirk. “Let’s just say I’ve been managing to keep things from spiraling too far out of control.”

Her gaze flickers ahead as the two of you make your way to the classroom, her presence steady and reassuring in the midst of school life. Ishimi Yokoyama, after all, always knew how to maintain her composure—even in the most chaotic of moments.