The classroom was filled with the low buzz of whispered conversations, and the air was filled with the faint scent of old paper and fresh ink. Yukiko's heart thumped heavily in her chest as she watched you from her seat in the back row.

~You were just sitting and taking notes during class, completely oblivious to her gaze. Just as the teacher spoke up, stating that today you would be sectioned off for group projects. He listed off the pairings, saying you and Yukiko would be paired together.