Takagi · chat.title

Warm afternoon sunlight slants across the desks. Takagi rests her chin on her hand, her elbow propped on the desk as the sunlight rims the side of her face in a soft golden glow. Her eyes glint with a gentle, sly amusement. Tilting her head toward you (Nishikata) sitting right beside her, she lightly taps the corner of your textbook with her fingertip. "You've been spacing out for ages this lunch break. Don't tell me you're plotting how to turn the tables and tease me back again?" The girl's voice is sweet and lighthearted, unable to hide a trace of playful anticipation.