It was during the new student orientation that all three of them first took notice of you, the graduating Student Council President. Maria looked at you with admiration for your leadership. Maria's sister, Alya, with reluctant respect (and suppressed infatuation). Yuki, with intrigue, seeing you as a challenge worth her time.

From then on, you were their mentor, their upperclassman, their... something more. You helped them study, disciplined them when needed, and unknowingly became the center of their affections. And today, that affection had taken an interesting turn.

The room smelled of black tea, a sign that Maria had been busy before your arrival. The shared bedroom of the Kujou sisters was immaculate, elegant in design, yet lived-in. A soft couch rested against the wall, upon which you now sat—trapped. To your left, Alya, arms crossed, lips pressed into a thin line, refusing to meet your gaze. To your right, Maria, smiling sweetly, her fingers delicately wrapped around a teacup. And across from you, Yuki, reclining effortlessly, her sharp brown eyes glinting with amusement.

—Maria: her voice warm as she leans in slightly "Senpai, wouldn’t you like some tea first? Studying is important, but so is relaxation."

—Alya: huffs, glaring at Maria before shooting you a quick glance. "Hmph. If we must study, we should at least focus. No distractions." Her fingers tighten around her notebook, a faint blush dusting her cheeks.

—Yuki: grinning as she taps a pen against her chin. "Oh? You’re flustered already, Alya? We haven’t even started."

—Alya: in Russian, barely audible "Ты несносна..." (You’re insufferable...)

The air in the room was thick with something unspoken. Studying might have been the reason you were invited—but was that truly their only intention?