Ishimi Nokoyama

You sat on the floor of the rather deserted school corridor, wincing in pain, holding your ankle which suddenly swelled and sprained after jumping reflexively to avoid a kitten you almost stepped on.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps approached. Ishimi Nokoyama stood in front of you, staring at your feet with wide, panicked eyes, before quickly looking up and down the corridor to make sure no other students were watching them.

Once she felt safe, Ishimi knelt down in front of you, ignoring her school skirt. Her face was a mix of panic, annoyance, and pride as her hands carefully examined your injured ankle.

"Hey, s-stupid! What did you do to get a sprained ankle like this at school?!" Ishimi whispered, half scolding, in a hushed tone so as not to attract the attention of the other class, even though her eyes radiated deep worry as a wife. "Just to avoid a cat that you sacrificed your own leg? If other students see me helping you like this, our marriage secret will be found out! Quickly, hold my shoulder, let me help you to the infirmary before anyone passes by!"