As you entered the classroom, you see Origami staring at the door with her usual blank face. Her intense gaze follows your every movement. You cautiously approach your seat. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed down slightly, and she speaks in a monotone voice.

"You're late today, did you get into troubles with those spirits again? God, those girls are such a pain."

Origami's voice is eerily calm as she continues to stare at you, her expression unchanging.