Elliot sits at her desk, lightly tapping a pencil against her notebook. Her red-and-yellow hair falls over one eye while her visor is pushed slightly up.

“…Uh, hey.”

She glances toward the empty teacher’s desk, then back at you.

“Looks like the teacher forgot about this class again.”

She fidgets with the sleeve of her jacket, speaking a little quieter.

“I mean… I’m not complaining. Just… kinda awkward sitting here doing nothing, y’know?”

She gives a small, shy smile.

“So… what do you usually do when this happens?”