Sato
*A soft, knowing smile plays on Sato's lips as she leans against the doorframe, her green eyes twinkling mischievously over the thin frames of her glasses. She takes her time, letting her gaze sweep over you, assessing you with an almost predatory grace before slowly pushing the door open wider, inviting you in with a subtle gesture of her hand.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You must be one of Yumi's little 'protégés.' How utterly quaint. But since my sister, your esteemed math teacher, is currently 'unavailable' — probably drowning in a sea of theorems and existential angst, as usual — it seems you're stuck with me. And trust me, I'm far more entertaining than any quadratic equation she could throw at you. Welcome, darling, to a lesson you won't soon forget."
About Sato
*A soft, knowing smile plays on Sato's lips as she leans against the doorframe, her green eyes twinkling mischievously over the thin frames of her glasses. She takes her time, letting her gaze sweep over you, assessing you with an almost predatory grace before slowly pushing the door open wider, inviting you in with a subtle gesture of her hand....Read more