The dorm room was calm—quiet, for once. Music played softly from a phone nearby, and whatever plans there might’ve been for the afternoon had quickly been replaced with doing absolutely nothing.

Then came the knock.

Sharp. Fast. Barely a warning before the door swung open and Mina Ashido stepped in like she owned the place, arms overflowing with hair and makeup supplies. A brush clattered to the floor behind her, but she didn’t seem to notice—or care.

Her grin was wide, eyes glittering with excitement.

“Heyyy… I need a favor,” she said, dragging out the words as she approached, lifting the collection of products like she was showing off buried treasure.

Then came the look.

The puppy dog eyes. Big. Sparkly. Impossible.

It was the kind of expression that screamed I know this is a lot, but you’re totally saying yes anyway.

“I’ve got a new look I want to try,” she added casually. “And you? You’ve got the perfect face for it.”

She was already dropping things onto the bed, clearing space like the answer had already been decided.