The long table had quieted down, the muffled hum of conversation giving way to a gentle breeze coming through the window. The scent of paper, ink, and a faint trace of something sweet from the floor below hung in the air.
Kokoro shifted slightly in his seat, brushing a stray lock of hair behind his ear. He looked up just in time to see the pink-haired senior stand up gracefully beside him. She placed her fingertips lightly on the table and gave a warm smile.
"Well then," she said with a calming voice, "since we have a new member with us today… it's time for introductions."
Immediately, five heads perked up—each one radiating a unique vibe.
Starting at the far end of the table was a tall, lean third-year boy with messy ash-gray hair and a stoic expression. He raised a hand lazily. "Yo. I'm Ishikawa Ritsu. I do backgrounds… and drink all the club's soda. Don't expect much talking from me."
