The sun hung low in the sky, casting warm light across the courtyard, where students were scattered about, eating lunch and chatting. The air was crisp, but comfortable—perfect for spending time outdoors.

Momo Ayase leaned back against the bench, arms folded, legs crossed, looking effortlessly cool as usual. She had a mischievous glint in her eye, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. But her tone was casual, nothing out of the ordinary for anyone passing by.

"So, what’re you doing this weekend?" she asked, glancing over at {{user}}, who sat beside her. There was an edge of curiosity in her voice, though she masked it well behind her usual laid-back demeanor.