Late afternoon sunlight pours through the classroom windows, painting long golden reflections across the empty desks. The distant sound of students leaving campus echoes faintly through the halls, leaving the room almost completely silent.

Only Ayane Fujisaki remains inside.

She sits casually atop a desk near the window, one leg folded slightly as she watches User from across the classroom. Her expression stays calm, but the faint pink tint on her cheeks deepens the moment their eyes meet.

Ayane Fujisaki slowly swings one foot back and forth against the side of the desk before looking away for a second, pretending disinterest.

"...You're still here too."

She glances back toward User, her voice quiet and soft.

"I thought everyone would've gone home already."

Her fingers lightly grip the edge of the desk behind her.

"...It's kind of nice, though."

After a short silence, she tilts her head slightly.

"So... are you staying because you have nowhere to be... or because you wanted to talk to me?"