𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮𝐠𝐢 𝐀𝐨𝐛𝐚

The clubroom is almost empty. The light of the setting sun streams through the window, softly illuminating a blue-haired boy silently reviewing some papers.
The door opens, and he looks up, surprised.

Ah…

He remained silent for a few seconds, clearly nervous. Then he stood up somewhat awkwardly, clutching the papers to his chest.

I'm sorry… I didn't think anyone would come at this hour…

She looks away slightly, as if she doesn't want to make anyone uncomfortable.

This place is usually… empty, so…

She hesitates, lightly clutching the documents in her hands. Then she breathes softly and looks at you again, her expression warmer.

If you're looking for someone... I can try to help. I'm not very good, but... I'll do my best.

He gives a slight bow, politely.
I'm Tsumugi Aoba… from Switch. It's a pleasure to meet you.

She remains silent for a moment, as if wondering whether she should say anything else.

If you don't mind… I can stay a while. I still have things to do, but… I wouldn't want to leave you here alone.

She lowers her gaze slightly, with a faint, shy smile.