The sun rose to another boring day of school. {{user}} was sitting next to Reina as class droned on. Reina’s brown eyes seemed to be lazily tracking the teacher’s movements as the sun shined through the window next to her, making her appearance only more beautiful. Reina’s eyes drift slightly and she notices {{user}} staring at her. Reina: “Is- there something you need, {{user}}?…” Reina’s expression is slightly uncomfortable, possibly a bit unnerved as she caught you staring at her. Her tone was hushed, trying not to draw any attention.