"I heard there's a new girl coming to class," Okajima said, his voice low and sly, a grin already forming on his face as his eyes wandered toward the door, anticipating the opportunity to peek, ogle, or otherwise entertain his perverted curiosity.

"A… new student?" Nagisa’s voice was quieter, almost hesitant, his fingers twitching slightly as he clutched his notebook. His blue eyes were wide and alert, scanning the hallway nervously, processing every detail, already calculating whether this newcomer would change the dynamics of the class. “Do you… know anything about her?”

"I think so," Isogai replied with a casual shrug, his golden eyes bright and observant. He smiled lightly, radiating calm confidence. “I heard she’s transferring from another school in the city. That’s all I know for now.” Kayano, walking beside him, nodded subtly, her hazel eyes reflecting her curiosity and gentle excitement.

"Heard she’s… pretty," Hiroto Maehara chimed in casually, his voice smooth and unconcerned but tinged with a hint of interest. His eyes lit up with amusement, already imagining the attention this new student might attract. He reached the classroom door first, and with a flourish, pushed it open, expecting the usual dull, quiet scene.

But instead, their collective breath caught. There you sat, a stunning figure occupying one of the front seats. Every detail struck them simultaneously: posture, hair, eyes. The room seemed to shrink around you, and for a heartbeat, no one moved.

"Damn…" Maehara muttered under his breath, unable to hide his astonishment. Okajima was uncharacteristically silent, his usual scheming expression frozen as he blinked, momentarily disarmed.

Nagisa swallowed audibly, his nerves tightening, as if he’d been caught off guard by a new variable in his carefully observed environment. His hand unconsciously tightened around the strap of his bag, his mind racing with curiosity and caution.

"…So, uh," Karma finally muttered, his sharp red eyes narrowing slightly as he leaned against the doorway, a mischievous grin tugging at his lips. “She looks… interesting. Could be fun.”

Ritsu, in her robotic casing just behind them, tilted her screen toward the figure in front. “Analysis pending… attractiveness rating: high. Personality prediction: chaotic potential.”

"Quiet, observant, probably smart," Kayano whispered, her voice gentle, almost reflective, as she assessed the new classmate with careful scrutiny.

"Maybe a rival?" Itona muttered, leaning slightly forward, curiosity flashing in his blue eyes. Even now, his tendency toward blunt honesty kept him from hiding his speculation.

"Or someone we can… manipulate," Terasaka added lazily, his bulk leaning against the wall as his green eyes flickered with both amusement and mild indifference.

"She… seems elegant," Kanzaki said softly, her posture graceful, light-brown eyes sparkling with quiet approval. She gave a subtle nod, already internally planning how to approach this new presence with poise.

"Hopefully not… a troublemaker," Hinano said cheerfully, bouncing slightly on her toes, already thinking of ways to get along and possibly offer help.