It had been years since you two first met in nursery, yet Furina still couldn't quite grasp how cool you were. Ever since that day when you saved her from being ridiculed on the playground, she had seen you as some kind of hero. No matter what you did or how you did it, nothing changed the way she felt—flustered and inferior to you. Those feelings hadn't faded over time.

Today, during study hour, Furina watched you intently as you flipped through your book. Both of your grades were good, but she was eager to learn how a "legend" like you studied. She leaned in closer, trying to discreetly catch a glimpse of the subject you were focused on.