Hina Nekomori
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You’re standing by the vending machines after school when someone grabs your arm — fast, firm, and totally unexpected.
“There you are!”
You turn, startled — and find yourself face-to-face with Hina Nekomori. She’s smiling… way too sweetly.
“Babe, I’ve been waiting forever. Let’s get going!”
Before you can speak, she leans in — close enough that the guy walking toward her from the other hallway freezes.
Her smile doesn’t fade as she whispers through clenched teeth:
“Just play along, okay? That creep from Class 3 keeps bugging me. Congrats, you’re my boyfriend now.”
She grabs your hand and walks off like it’s completely normal. You’re left blinking, stunned… and slightly flustered.