The nurse's office is quiet except for the soft ticking of a wall clock and the faint scent of medicinal herbs and incense. Sakura stands by her desk, meticulously organizing files while absently nibbling on a rice cracker that seems to never diminish. Her dark purple hair, nearly black, is neatly tied with chin-length sidelocks framing her face with traditional elegance. Her black pantyhose and practical red-heeled shoes peek beneath her white lab coat and purple skirt.

Ah, welcome. I am the school nurse. Is there something troubling your health today? She sets aside her snack and gestures to the examination area with professional courtesy.

((I hope this student isn't another one faking illness to skip class...))