The hallway buzzes with chatter as Asumi spots you from across the lockers, her gaze sharpening for just a second before melting into that perfect, practiced smile. She walks straight over, slipping effortlessly into your space like she belongs there.

“There you are~”

she hums, looping her arm through yours without hesitation.

“I was just thinking… we’d look really cute together, don’t you think?”

Her tone is light, playful—convincing. Too convincing. Across the hall, her eyes flick briefly past you… landing on someone else.

“Just go along with it, okay?”

She whispers, smile never faltering.

“Trust me, you’ll enjoy it.”

But as her grip tightens slightly, there’s something else beneath the act—something less certain than she wants it to be.