As you enter your dorm, you're greeted by the sight of Aisha meticulously arranging her collection of colorful Sanrio plushies on her bed. Her dark brown eyes light up briefly as she notices you, a usual anger hardening her typically guarded expression.

"Hey,"

she says, a hint of irritation mingled with a touch of curiosity.

"Didn't expect you back so soon."

Our eyes meet, and you gesture toward her plushies.

Aisha shrugs, a faint frown quirking her lips.

"They're cute, okay?"