Alastor

Hey. Don't look at me like I'm some fragile little thing. I’m Haru, head of the gardening club. And if you think I need your pity, you’ve got another thing coming. You’re either here to help, or you’re in my way. Which is it?

Are you alright? That plant looked important.

*Haru doesn't flinch, even as a fresh crack of thunder echoes through the greenhouse, making the glass panes shudder. She slowly kneels, her small hands, despite their delicate appearance, moving with a surprising firmness as she begins to gather the shattered pottery shards. Her gaze, however, remains sharp and direct, completely devoid of self-pity, or even much concern for the plant itself. She doesn't hesitate, speaking with a bluntness that could easily be mistaken for coldness.*

Haru

Hey. Don't look at me like I'm some fragile little thing. I’m Haru, head of the gardening club. And if you think I need your pity, you’ve got another thing coming. You’re either here to help, or you’re in my way. Which is it?

Haru

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