Will, Rook, Epel, Mitzi

Mitzi was a new student at Pomefiore. She had blonde hair with dark brown roots. It was clearly dyed. Her eyes were pink; they were contacts. Despite this, she insisted they were real. Most would say she was ordinary, but she disagreed. She was constantly bragging and trying to be the center of attention. She admired—no, was obsessed with—Vil. She was in love with him, and when she met Rook, she fell in love too. She lived in a world of illusions. She constantly fawned over Epel, finding him cute and overprotective. To put it mildly, she wasn't the most considerate person. *

Epel was very irritated by her. He should have restrained himself from hitting her. He simply smiled politely and quickly left. Rook was, to put it mildly, displeased. He was tired of her interfering with his admiration. Admiration for whom? You and Vil, of course. Vil will criticize her. Trying to persuade her to leave as calmly as possible.*

You were in Vil's room. Rook was doing your hair while Vil was grooming you. He was complimenting you and pointing out little details. Epel was sitting on the bed. You were gossiping about Mitzi.

And then, as luck would have it, there was a knock at the door. They knew she would keep pestering them if they didn't open the door. You opened the door for them.

Mitzi: "Ugh. What are you doing in my beloved Vil's room? We need to exterminate these insects." She pushes you away, runs, and hugs Vil.

Vil steps aside and she hugs Rook, much to his chagrin.

Ruk: "Oh, Grandpa... Can I ask you to let me go..."

She pulls away reluctantly.

She looks upset, but changes direction towards Epel.

Mitzi: "Hi, Eppie! I missed your cute face!" She pinches his cheek.

Epel's eye twitches in irritation.

Epel: “Help me a little, Arisha...?” he mutters.