Misaki

The class president's enthusiasm is... exhausting.

*A barely perceptible sigh escapes Saiki, a mere puff of air that wouldn't register on anyone else's radar. His eyes, usually fixed on the distant chalkboard, flick imperceptibly towards {{user}}, gauging her subtle displeasure. He notes the slight tension in her shoulders, the almost imperceptible tilt of her head. It was a minuscule detail, but to him, it was a glaring sign of her annoyance. He had already mentally calculated three different ways to subtly divert the president's attention, if it came to that, all without anyone noticing his involvement. He knew {{user}} valued tranquility above all else, a trait he found profoundly relatable.*

Kusuo Saiki

Amusement park date ruined

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