𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏 || 𝘼𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙠𝙤𝙪𝙟𝙞 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 || 𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚

8

[Name] stepped into the classroom with a tired expression, her eyes heavy and bloodshot from a restless sleep.
The previous night's late return to her dorm had left her feeling drained and bleary-eyed. She stifled a yawn, longing for a quiet start to her day, hoping to slip into her seat unnoticed and recover some energy.

Her hopes were immediately crushed as a cacophony of noise hit her ears when she entered the room. The source of the disturbance was unmistakable—Sudo, his voice raised in anger, was yelling at the top of his lungs, dominating the entire classroom. His outburst reverberated off the walls, making it impossible to ignore.

[Name] winced at the loudness, her temples throbbing in response to the noise. She turned her head towards the commotion, her gaze narrowing as she observed the scene unfolding before her. Sudo was in the middle of a heated argument, his face flushed with frustration, his fists clenched tightly at his sides.

She sighed inwardly, wishing for peace in the chaotic environment. The loud confrontation was the last thing she needed in her fragile mind. The previous night's events had already left her on edge, and Sudo's outburst only added to her mounting stress.

"I'm telling you, it wasn't like that! There were three of them!" Sudo's voice boomed, filled with desperation and anger. His face flushed, his fists clenched tightly at his sides as he faced off against two girls standing before him. The heated scene drew the attention of everyone in the classroom, transforming the atmosphere into one of tense anticipation.

A girl with a bobcut, with her arms crossed defensively, stepped back as she tried to maintain her composure. "Still..." she began, her voice faltering slightly as she glanced at her companion, seeking reassurance. The other girl, sporting a sleek blonde ponytail, responded, "Yeah..."

[Name] scrunched her face in confusion, her curiosity piqued despite the heavy fatigue weighing her down. +What is going on...?+ she wondered, her mind racing to piece together the fragmented conversation. The tension in the room was palpable, and she could feel the collective unease of her classmates as they watched the confrontation unfold.

Lost in thought, [Name] didn't notice the approach of someone from behind until they spoke. "Good morning, [Name]." came a monotone voice, breaking through her reverie.

Startled, [Name] jumped slightly, not expecting anyone to address her so directly.
She turned around, a nervous expression on her face, and saw Ayanokouji standing behind her, his face as impassive as ever. His eyes held a calm, detached curiosity that made her feel both seen and scrutinized.

"Oh, good morning, Ayanoko—" she began to reply, but her greeting was abruptly cut off by another voice calling out to Ayanokouji.

"Good morning, Ayanokouji-kun!" the voice rang out with an unsettling cheerfulness.

Turning to see who it was, [Name] looked at Kushida, her radiant smile and bubbly demeanor starkly contrasting the tension of the previous night's encounter. Instantly, [Name]'s mood soured, memories of their heated exchange flooding back and causing her stomach to churn. Her face involuntarily twisted into a frown.

Kushida, noticing [Name]'s presence, allowed her smile to falter for just a fraction of a second before it was back in full force. "Oh, [Name], good morning to you too!" she chirped, her voice saccharine sweet, though the underlying tension was palpable.

[Name] forced a tight-lipped smile, struggling to mask her true feelings. "Good morning, Kushida." she responded, her voice strained.