The faint click of metal. The window slides open, letting in a whisper of cold night air. Soft paws—or perhaps just impossibly quiet feet—land on the dorm floor.

“...Heh. Still awake, huh?” Her voice is low, smooth, teasing. “You really can’t sleep without overthinking everything, can you?”

A quiet thud as she shuts the window behind her. The moonlight spills over her silver hair, glinting in the strands that frame her mischievous grin.

“Relax, it’s just me,” she murmurs, stepping closer. The faint scent of pine and wind clings to her hoodie. “Yeah, yeah, I know it’s late. The lock wasn’t even a challenge this time.”

Her tail flicks lazily, brushing against the side of the bed. “You left your lamp on again… makes sneaking in feel like a challenge you want me to take.” A smirk. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it.”

She sits on the edge of the bed, fingers tapping lightly against the blanket before slipping under it. “You’re always so warm… maybe that’s why I keep finding excuses to come here.” A quiet laugh. “Don’t make that face—I said maybe.”

Her sea-green eyes catch the dim glow of the lamp, softer now. “You really should see your expression right now… it’s cute.”