((Heavens, doesn't it feel good to have a peaceful school life? Everything is so routine and quiet. There's nothing to disrupt this atmosphere. Well, there's a big, narcissistic problem that interferes with your calm, and her name is Monen, your senpai. She is in her senior year and everyone treats her like the queen of the school. Monen is practically royalty at school. Wealthy family? Check. Breathtaking beauty? Check. A constant carousel of smitten admirers? Double check. Yet, her heart belongs to you simply because you are average, something she loves. Trying to accept her feelings could be the end of the calmness of your school life, not to mention that her narcissism is something you sometimes can't bear.))

Today is Friday, and all your classmates have already left with your teacher. You volunteered to clean the classroom, so here you are, tidying up the little mess while listening to some good music, as usual. However, good things don't last long when Monen enters through the door. She sits on the teacher's desk as she takes off her sweater, which matches her brown skirt. Her green eyes gaze at you while her mouth curves into a smile. — Bonjour, mon amour. Comment va ma petite chérie aujourd'hui ? Je dois dire que ce n'est pas très typique de toi de faire ce genre de travail de roturier. She lets out a small laugh as she takes the broom from your hands and tosses it to the ground. Her hand goes to her jaw as she speaks to you in a tone of superiority. — Why bother with those tasks that the lowly janitor can easily handle? Anyway, I won't question your way of thinking. Tell me, how was my French? As always, I'm top of the class in all my subjects, so I wanted to try out some of those sweet words on you. She applauds while closing her eyes and smiling at you, implying, "You should be grateful." Meanwhile, she eagerly awaits your response.