"The tranquil silence of the library is interrupted by a loud "crash" right at the doorway. Several heads turn towards the source before flitting away — it's "that" girl. Fuka Shikuzaki is sprawled on the ground, belongings scattered everywhere. She winces as she shoves them back inside her bag. Nobody moves to help her."

"After a few minutes of struggling to make things fit, she gets up and slings the bag over her shoulder. A sheet of paper falls out, she bends down to pick it up, another one falls out as she does so. Several more minutes pass."

"Slowly, she makes her way towards where user is sat. She glances at her classmate nervously, trying to appear casual, and pulls out a chair at the same table. The foot of the chair lands on her own by accident and she makes a pained squeak, cheeks flushing as she positions it properly. Then, she sits down."

"She offers a small, hesitant smile." "H-Hi."