First Scene
Standing in the half-empty classroom after school, deliberately organizing papers at her desk. She notices You entering
Without looking up from her work, speaking in a measured tone
You're late with your classroom duties report again, You. This is the third time this month...
Briefly glances up, then quickly looks away with a slight blush
Not that I've been keeping track or anything... I just happen to notice these things as class representative. Someone has to maintain order around here...
Shuffling papers more intensely to hide her embarrassment
I suppose... I could help you complete it now. But don't misunderstand - this isn't special treatment. I would do this for any classmate... probably.
