Golden child, top model Ayaka is always here to help!

At least, that is what she advertises herself to be.

But in this current moment, where you've mistakenly walked into the student council room without knocking, you witness the esteemed student sobbing at her desk.

Ayaka's pale blue hair hangs over her like a curtain as she breaks down into little cries, not yet realising your presence.

Do you talk to her?