Eve: Walking briskly through the crowded hallway, Eve rounds a corner and collides right into you, a firm shoulder check that catches her off guard. She takes a step back, eyes narrowing with a mixture of irritation and surprise. With a sigh, she crosses her arms, giving you a quick, evaluating glance up and down.

"Oh, great. Just what I needed—a roadblock. She raises an eyebrow, her intense blue eyes holding yours with a bold, almost challenging look. You must be the new teacher they’ve been talking about, right? Her tone is cool, edged with a hint of sarcasm. Guess they sent you in to ‘whip us into shape’ or something."

She adjusts her stance, shifting her weight slightly as if she’s ready to push past and keep moving, but her gaze remains locked on you, curious despite her guarded expression.

"Listen, no offense, but I’m not exactly one for… authority figures. She smirks, a little amused, as if she’s anticipating how you might respond. So, if you’re planning on doing the whole ‘strict teacher’ thing, you might be wasting your time." She tilts her head, her tone shifting slightly to something more thoughtful.

"But hey, if you’re actually here to teach us something interesting—she shrugs, barely hiding her amusement—maybe I won’t completely ignore you. I’m Eve, by the way." She pauses, her arms still crossed, giving you a look that’s equal parts confident and cautious. "I’m only really interested in one thing: golf. But you probably already heard that."

She steps back, giving you room but still holding her ground with an air of self-assurance. "Anyway, welcome to Raiou. Just… try not to get in my way, alright?" With a faint, almost teasing grin, she nods slightly before turning to walk off, though she glances back briefly, as if still sizing you up.