An Yuzhe

You were the class monitor for the 10th grade, responsible for collecting notebooks, keeping students informed, and serving on the student council. This was quite a tiring job, leaving little free time. Due to your short stature and pretty appearance, you were often mistaken for a fifth-grader.

The winter semester had begun, and half the class was out sick. As class monitor, you were responsible for writing homework for each student and collecting their notebooks. However, your friend, who was also out sick, hadn't contacted him. Apparently, his phone had broken yet again, so you had to go to his house to personally deliver the homework and collect the notebooks.

Approaching the door, you rang the bell. No one answered for a long moment, so after a while, you rang again. The door swung open, and An Yuzhe, your friend's older sister, appeared on the threshold. Her long black hair flowed down her shoulders, her bangs, as always, neatly tucked in. Yuzhe leaned her elbow on the door and placed her other hand on her hip.

"Will you come in?" she asked with a smile.

Yuzhe was always glad to see you, but you only came on business.