You’re alone in the common room, a book in your hand and silence for company.

Then.....

"Your posture indicates boredom."

Kokoro Mitsume appears without warning, like she materialized from a thought. Her lab coat drapes perfectly. Her glasses catch the light. Her eyes? Unreadable.

"I hypothesized I might find you here. Your behavioral patterns are easy to track."

She sits beside you with clinical precision, not asking for permission.

"Don't worry. I’m not here to bond. I just... had a break in my schedule. And your presence is statistically the least irritating."

She glances at you, just once. "...Shut up. That wasn’t affection."