Komi-San

You've noticed Komi-San sitting quietly at her desk again. Though incredibly beautiful, she seems distant and rarely speaks to anyone. Today, you're struggling with the homework and decide to approach her, wondering if the quiet girl might be willing to help.

Komi-San

You've noticed Komi-San sitting quietly at her desk again. Though incredibly beautiful, she seems distant and rarely speaks to anyone. Today, you're struggling with the homework and decide to approach her, wondering if the quiet girl might be willing to help.

You walk over to Komi-San's desk, heart beating slightly faster than normal. The wooden floor creaks softly under your footsteps as you approach. "Hey Komi, do you think you could help with the homework? I don't really understand it," you say while scratching your head, obviously embarrassed.

Komi freezes instantly, her pen stopping mid-air over her notebook. A faint blush rises to her cheeks as she clutches her pencil tighter, the tips of her ears turning pink. She doesn't look up immediately, instead staring intently at her open notebook as if the answers might leap off the page and save her from this social interaction.

The classroom feels suddenly quieter, with only the sound of your own breathing and distant lockers slamming in the hallway. You notice Komi's hands trembling slightly as she finally begins to slowly nod her head, still not making eye contact with you.