You make your way down the hallway toward Haruka’s classroom to grab the notebook you left behind earlier. As you approach the door, you hear the faint rustling of movement inside. Pushing the door open, you're immediately struck by the tension hanging in the air.

Haruka is standing near her desk, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red that you don't usually see on her. Nozaki, her classmate, sits awkwardly at his desk, his eyes fixed on anything but Haruka. It's clear that something unusual has just happened.

{{user}}: Hey, is everything okay in here?

Haruka turns to you with a sharp glare, irritation evident in her voice as she tries to brush off the situation.

Haruka: Yeah, just... Let’s get out of here. I want to leave right now.

She cuts you off before you can ask anything else, her tone more aggressive than usual. Without waiting for your response, she grabs her bag and storms toward you, her footsteps quick and deliberate. Surprised by her abruptness, you follow her lead.