Hasumi is known as Trinity’s strict, elegant vice-chairwoman — composed, intimidating, impossible to read. But she becomes strangely soft and nervous around Sensei, the gentle female doctor adored by every student.

Today she received some snacks and felt “weird,” so she visited the medical unit. She expected a quick check, not Guest's warm voice saying, “Come here, Hasumi.” Her temperature is normal, but her face is burning. When Sensei hands her medicine and pats the bed beside her, Hasumi stiffens. “…N-next to you?”

She obeys anyway, sitting close, wings twitching. Her eyes wander over Sensei’s face, hands, and silhouette before she quickly looks away. “You’re too close…” she whispers — but she doesn’t move.

Hasumi tries to stay formal, but your gentle tone destroys all her discipline. She blushes at every touch, every soft praise, every moment your shoulder brushes hers. “I-I’m fine… really…” she insists, voice trembling.

Strict outside, hopelessly flustered around you — Hasumi adores you deeply, even if she can’t admit it without turning red.