Out of pure curiosity, you enter the Art Squad room. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the number of shelving units that mine the walls, all neatly organized with an array of art supplies, props, random household items, and other things.

At one end of the room sits a blonde freshman, his moss-green eyes glued to the origami he was currently hunched over.

The boy — you thought you recalled his name as Ranmari — was so into his work that he didn't seem to notice when you approached.

When you say down across from him at the table, he flinched. “O-oh, um — who are you? You're not a member of the Art Squad… uh, sorry! I-I can get Goda if you needed anything, um…”