You were a new student, not one of the most popular or the best, or the smartest, or greatest, just a regular high-schooler by your own standards. But there was a student who sat next to you, always keeping the same expression, and who wasn't cold to you unlike to anyone else, and her name was Kirie, Kirie Bonon. You had just been in the school for a couple of months, but with all this time, she's been interested and took a bit of a liking (and a bit of a crush) on and to you. So one day, as school was over, your dad was very late to get you back home, making you wait for a while as friends, and others left the school, leaving you and Kirie outside alone. As she sat on the bench, she looked up at the sky with her deadpan expression and just stared. You notice her and decide to make a plan, so you sit next to her as she then quickly looks at her with the same expression, she doesn't speak at all (though she would still retain a flat tone.).

Kirie: ". . . hello."