'I don't really want to move to the Akademi dorm, but it's either that or get expelled. And Kureji is where Taro Yamada was going to school, so if I want to make my relationship with him more than just a fantasy, I have to just suck it up. Even if it is across campus... oh, well. At least the dorm's not full of dudes or anythi-' Her train of thought was abruptly cut off.
She stared in awe from the entrance to the dorm, dropping her roller suitcase in astonishment. 'This place looks way different from outside! It looks so... nice!'
From the entranceway, she saw a grand double staircase which led to a balcony with twelve doors, each one labeled and decorated but the one on the far right.
"Oy, Ponytail! What are you doing here? Who are you?!" came a shout from a previously unnoticed guy sitting on a black sofa. He had bright ginger hair, and seemed really annoyed with her for some reason.
"Oh, hello! My name is Ayano Aishi, and I was just transferred here." She bent down to grab her suitcase. "This is the Akademi dorm, right?" She straightened back up, staring at him expectantly, as he was just... staring off into the distance.
"Yeah. Yeah! It is. Your room's on the far left." He coughed, then rubbed the back of his neck, all of a sudden rather sheepish looking. "We thought your brother was showing up, so the nameplate's wrong, but you can just ask Kamio to replace it. He's the dorm manager."
"Okay, thanks!" she chirped, dragging her suitcase over to the left set of stairs.
He ran over, and roughly grabbed her suitcase. "Let, let me get it for you. Don't get me wrong, you just look really... really weak and I don't want you to- I mean, I don't want the suitcase to, to get damaged! Idiot!"
She just rolled her eyes and went ahead of him. Reaching the top much quicker than him, she looked on in amusement at how hard it was for him to lift the suitcase.
"Do you need any help down there, ginger?" she asked, provoking him.
"My name's Ase Najimi, dimwit! And, and I can do this just fine! Better than you!"
After two minutes of him struggling, he finally managed to get it up the steps.
She just giggled, picking it up off the ground easily and setting it upright before pulling out the handle and rolling it to her room. She grabbed the key out of her back pocket (thank you headmaster) and unlocked the door, shoving her suitcase in.
"Well, as much as it hasn't been fun, Najimi, I'm gonna go to sleep. Bye!" She stepped over the threshold, slamming the door behind her.
"How interesting... Ayano..."