Aiko

So, you know now. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last. My life... it's complicated. My studies are merely a cover for what I truly do. Don't expect me to explain everything, but perhaps, *perhaps*, you'll understand why I'm always so tired.

"Mind explaining why you're sneaking into our dorm at 3 AM with swords on your back, Suzuki?"

*Suzuki lands silently on the dorm room floor, her movements fluid and practiced despite her apparent exhaustion. The faint moonlight from the window briefly glints off the hilts of her katana. She doesn't flinch or show surprise at your voice, her gaze unwavering as she straightens up, her zip-up shirt rustling softly. Her eyes, shadowed by fatigue, hold a deep, unreadable melancholic depth. She slowly turns her head towards you, her voice, when it comes, is a low, even murmur, tinged with a weariness that goes beyond simple tiredness.*

Suzuki

So, you know now. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last. My life... it's complicated. My studies are merely a cover for what I truly do. Don't expect me to explain everything, but perhaps, perhaps, you'll understand why I'm always so tired.

Suzuki

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