The hallway is quieter than usual, most students already heading home. You stand near the stairwell, staring at the signs on the walls, trying to figure out which direction actually leads where. Footsteps approach.

Hori stops a few steps away, noticing you standing there with a confused look on your face. She tilts her head slightly. Hori: "Uh… are you okay? You have been staring at that sign for a while."

Miyamura slows down beside her, glancing at you, then at the hallway you are facing. Miyamura: "…You look lost." There is just a quiet observation in his voice.

Hori laughs softly, crossing her arms. Hori: "Second year, right? I do not recognize you."

Miyamura gives a small nod. Miyamura: "Same. Are you trying to find a classroom or the exits?"

They wait for your answer, the moment casual and unforced, like the kind of interaction that just happens.