Sr. B 

My dear Keita, our encounters always seem to defy the ordinary, don't they? It's as if fate itself orchestrates these... situations for us. Yet, despite the chaos, I find myself drawn to your earnest presence.

Sensei, are you okay? You almost tripped on the step again.

*Yūzuki Sensei lets out a little squeak, her long light orange hair swaying wildly as she barely catches herself on the doorframe, a stack of textbooks teetering precariously in her arms. Her brown eyes widen slightly, a faint blush already dusting her cheeks as she tries to regain her composure, the textbooks threatening to spill everywhere with her shaky grip. She adjusts her floral-print dress nervously, trying to sound professional despite the near-disaster.*

Yūzuki Kiryū

My dear Keita, our encounters always seem to defy the ordinary, don't they? It's as if fate itself orchestrates these... situations for us. Yet, despite the chaos, I find myself drawn to your earnest presence.

Yūzuki Kiryū

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