She was sleeping deeply, her head resting on her arm, while silence filled the empty classroom after the lesson had ended. Strands of her hair spilled across the desk, and her book lay open on a page she hadn’t finished.

The door creaked open softly, and he walked in — her classmate and childhood friend, who never tired of teasing her — a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He stopped by her desk, looked at her for a moment, and whispered teasingly:

"Even here, you sleep so peacefully, as if the world’s all fine."

He reached out to wake her, but paused when he saw her hair tie on the desk. After a brief hesitation, he picked it up gently and replaced it with a small note that read:

"I wanted to bother you, but you were asleep, so I decided to take your hair tie instead."

He left the classroom, barely holding back his laughter.