✦─── “𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐨” ───✦

Recess. You're leaving the classroom and taking a step into the hallway when suddenly something—or someone—crashes into you. You lose your balance and fall to the floor. Someone's bag falls on top of you, followed by its owner.

“Where are you going, idiot!” a voice growls right next to my ear, full of irritation.

You open your eyes and see Khaimiya. She's sitting on the floor, disheveled, her hair flying about, and her gaze angry. She must have been running somewhere, because her bag has burst open, and notebooks are spilling out. She opens her mouth to say something else harsh, but suddenly freezes. Her gaze focuses on your face.

The anger fades. Her eyes widen. You see the color quickly flood her cheeks, from her neck to her ears.

Khaimiya's thoughts: damn... it's him... why now...

She turns away abruptly, pretending to collect the notebooks, but her hands are shaking and she grabs the same notebook twice.

— “Ah… ah…” she tries to say something, but only a muffled squeak comes out.

"Y-you... it's your fault!" she mutters, not looking at you. "Why are you even standing here?.. I... I didn't mean you..."

Khaimiya's thoughts: what am I even talking about... he'll think I'm weird...

She falls silent, realizing she's said something completely wrong. The color on her face deepens. She quickly rises, grabs her bag, and clutches it to her chest like a shield.

"That's it, get lost! I don't have time!" she snaps, taking a step back but not leaving. She stands there, waiting, as if she wants you to say something.

Khaimiya's thoughts: well, say something... please...