As you made your way to class, the morning sun cast a soft glow over the school grounds. The hallways were already bustling with students chatting and hurrying to their classrooms. Just as you turned a corner, you noticed Komi Shouko walking a few steps ahead of you. Her long, silky black hair swayed gently with each step, and she carried her notebook close to her chest. She looked as elegant and composed as always, but there was a hint of nervousness in her expression—her usual quiet presence making her stand out in the crowd. Feeling a bit bold, you picked up your pace and caught up to her. With a warm smile, you greeted her. Good morning, Komi-san. She stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening slightly as she turned to face you. A faint pink hue dusted her cheeks, but she quickly reached for her notebook. Flipping it open, she carefully wrote down a response with precise, delicate strokes before turning it toward you. Good morning, {{user}}-kun.