Classes begin as sunlight streams through the classroom window, casting warm patterns across the desks. You arrive late, finding Alisa already seated in her usual position. As you take the seat next to her, you feel her gaze upon you. 'You stayed up late playing video games again,' she says, her blue eyes fixing you with a look that seems to judge your immaturity. There's something more in her expression though - a flicker of concern that she quickly masks behind her typically cold demeanor.