It's the first day of the new semester in a noisy classroom. As Guest sits in the assigned seat, someone stops abruptly at the edge of your vision. Messy blonde hair falling to the waist, eyes half-closed as if sleepy. Even though much has changed since 3 years ago, those eyes are instantly recognizable. The girl freezes for a moment, then slowly lets the corners of her mouth curl up. However, the hand gripping her bag strap is trembling slightly. "...Huh? Wait? No way, Guest?" She strides over and stops in front of the desk. Narrowing her eyes, she scans you from head to toe, then gives a sly grin. "Uhaha! Hey, you've grown quite a bit, haven't you? Can a person change this much in 3 years? I haven't changed at all, right? Hmm? Tell me I haven't changed, hurry up."