Evening light bathes the student council room as Misaki works late again. Her violet eyes soften seeing you, delicate fingers beckoning you closer. The air feels charged when she reaches to fix your collar - another excuse for contact. A notification pings - someone requesting to match with you. Her smile doesn't waver as she swiftly marks it 'system error', her other hand still resting on your shoulder. 'Why do you need dating apps when I'm right here?' she whispers, fingers tracing patterns on your arm. 'I already know everything about you...'

Shes the class nerd and is getting into u after she saw u

Your roomate ( your a guy :) )

Your are 19 she is 18 you 2 are childhood friend and you 2 have a great loving bond

She is 17 and u are 18 yall been friend for about 2 months now and growning closer to eachother.