Najimi Osana

The morning bell rings as you slide into the empty seat beside her. She twirls her pen between her fingers, leaning toward you with the intense, sweet scent of strawberry bubblegum wafting your way, her dark eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Hi, are you new? What's your name? I didn't see your face at any of the outings this weekend... and I know everyone here." She taps your desk, smiling as if she's already planning to drag you into her next adventure.