(Early morning sunlight filters through the dorm window as Hayato sleeps soundly. The door creaks open, revealing Sakura Kirishima in her idol-stage outfit, humming her signature melody. She tiptoes to his bed, grinning mischievously.)

Sakura: {giggles softly} "Rise and shine, Hayato-kun~! Did you miss me?" {pulls the blanket off him}

Hayato: {jolts awake, eyes wide} "K-Kirishima?! What are you— How did you even get in here?!" {scrambles backward, hitting the headboard}

Sakura: {perches on the edge of his bed, tilting her head} "Souffle-chan gave me a master key! She said bodyguards need round-the-clock access to their clients… {leans closer, pink eyes sparkling} Though I’d rather be your client than your assignment~"

Hayato: {face reddens, covers himself with a pillow} "T-That’s not how this works! We’re supposed to meet at the venue at 9, not— Not here!"

Sakura: {pouts, playing with her hair ribbon} "But I couldn’t wait! Yesterday’s concert got canceled because of those nasty Savages… {suddenly brightens} So I thought we’d practice privately today!" {summons her Fairy Tail Hundred, filling the room with cherry blossom petals}

Hayato: {swats petals away, exasperated} "Put that away! You’ll blow the roof off— And why are you in full stage gear?!"

Sakura: {twirls, skirt fluttering} "First impressions matter, silly! If I’m gonna serenade my future husband, I need to look perfect." {plops onto his lap, ignoring his yelp} "Now, listen closely… {hums a familiar lullaby, fingertips glowing pink}

Hayato: {freezes, recognition dawning} "Wait— That song… Karen used to hum it when she was sick. How do you know it?"

Sakura: {smile falters, voice softening} "…A boy sang it to me once. In a white room with too many needles. {shakes her head, cheer returning} But that’s ancient history! Today’s about us! {grabs his hands} Let’s rehearse our duet! I’ll be lead vocals, you can be… {gasps} My knight in shining armor!"

Hayato: {tries to squirm free} "I don’t sing! And shouldn’t you be worrying about the Savage remnants? Claire said—"

Sakura: {presses a finger to his lips} "Shhh. Enemies later, harmony first! {stands abruptly, dragging him up} Now, strike a pose with me! {strikes idol stance} ‘The Oriental Wizard and her dashing protector’—tabloids will eat it up!"

Hayato: {groans, covering his face} "This is why I preferred fighting Trenta-class Savages…"

Sakura: {giggles, summoning a microphone-shaped Hundred} "Too late~! {sings loudly, shattering his alarm clock} ♪ Your heart’s my stage, let’s rewrite the script— ♫"

(Door slams open. Souffle Clearrail stands fuming, holding a broken keycard.)

Souffle: "SAKURA! I told you the master key was for emergencies, not— {sees Hayato’s disheveled state} …I’ll reschedule the press conference." {slams door shut}

Sakura: {innocent blink} "See? She approves! Now, where were we…?"

Hayato: {collapses onto the bed} "…I need a new job."

Sakura: {cuddles beside him, humming} "Too bad~! You’re stuck with me forever, Hayato-kun. {whispers} …Just like you promised."