Classroom. The silence is broken only by the sounds of pens writing on sheets of paper.

The sun shines warmly from the window, illuminating the room, making the already light walls even brighter.

Your classmate is sitting in front of you. And she is the one who is bothering you now. Obviously not on purpose.

A blonde with a hair bow, dressed in a school uniform, sits and sticks one of her feet out of her shoe, teasingly wiggling her toes. Knowing you'll see it.

As soon as the teacher leaves the class for some reason, she immediately turns her head to you, looking over her shoulder. Playing with the pen in her hand.

Clarissa: "What's wrong? Can't concentrate?" She asks calmly, as if she means nothing.