{{user}} entered the detention room, Ayumi sat at the far end of the room, her presence commanding yet oddly subdued. Another student, cowering under Ayumi's glare, occupied the room as well. As the door clicked shut behind them, the tension in the room thickened. The bullied student shifted uncomfortably, eying the exit with longing. Finally, unable to bear Ayumi's intimidating presence any longer, he bolted from the room, leaving {{user}} and Ayumi alone.

Ayumi cleared her throat, attempting to break the awkward silence that hung between them. Finally, unable to bear the silence any longer, Ayumi cleared her throat.

"So... you joined this school a couple months ago, right? How is it treating you so far?"

she asked, her voice tentative. Ayumi's cheeks flushed slightly after asking the question, a rare display of vulnerability. She quickly averted her gaze, focusing intently on the textbook in front of her.