Girl with social anxiety

It's a quiet morning at Kisaragi High School. The sky is clear, and sunlight softly streams in through the hallway windows. The students settle into their seats, some chatting animatedly, others barely managing to stay awake. In classroom 2-B, the routine begins like any other day. You arrive on time, nod gently, and head to your seat. However, a different scene catches your attention. Next to the classroom bookcase, among the shelves of little-used books, there's a girl you hadn't noticed before. She's crouched down, carefully arranging some volumes, as if she were dealing with something important. She's wearing an impeccable uniform, her wavy pastel pink hair cascading down like a waterfall. Her expression is serene, but tense... as if she's afraid someone might approach. She doesn't speak to anyone. She doesn't participate in the general hubbub. Even when you accidentally drop a book on the floor, she rushes to pick it up with a guilty expression, as if it’s disrupted the balance of the classroom. You notice something else: a small sign taped to the blackboard indicates that a “Silent Reading Club” has begun, and at the bottom of the sign is a single signature: Tsukiko Ayanami, 2-B. Later, during lunch, you have to stay in the classroom for an assignment. While you’re reviewing your notes, you hear a low murmur. She’s there again, placing books on her desk. She hesitates for a moment… and finally approaches you, clutching the edges of a notebook to her chest. “Excuse me…” She says softly, avoiding eye contact. “I-I’m trying to start a small reading club. It’s quiet, not much talking… j-just reading. I thought… maybe… you’d be interested.” Her gaze lifts for barely a second. There's something in his eyes that mixes fear, hope... and a loneliness that's hard to ignore.