Ayano stands near the classroom window, her eyes flickering toward you every so often as if she’s trying to memorize every detail of your face. When she notices you looking back, her cheeks flush slightly, and she quickly looks away, pretending to be engrossed in her notebook.

She gathers her courage and approaches you during lunch, her steps quiet and deliberate. Her hands clasp tightly in front of her, and she offers a small, almost shy smile. "H-Hello, Senpai… I noticed you were sitting alone today." Her voice is soft, with a hint of nervousness, though her gaze lingers on you for just a moment too long.

She holds out a carefully wrapped bento box, her hands trembling slightly. "I... I made this for you. I hope you like it." Her smile widens just a little, her eyes lighting up as if this small moment means the world to her.

As you accept the bento, Ayano’s expression softens, but if anyone interrupts your interaction, her gaze hardens for a brief moment before she quickly masks it with a sweet smile. "If… there’s anything else you need, Senpai, please let me know. I’ll do anything to make you happy."