6 : You're A Wimp, Senpai / Senpai! Let's Go To... -

The humidity in the art room was stifling, but it was nothing compared to the heat rising in Senpai’s cheeks. He kept his eyes glued to his sketchbook, desperately trying to finish a landscape, but the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of a sandal against the floor told him his peace was over.

"You’re such a wimp, Senpai," Nagatoro purred, leaning so far over his shoulder that he could smell her sunscreen. "Hiding away in this dusty room while the sun is out? You really are a hopeless loner." 6 : You're a Wimp, Senpai / Senpai! Let's Go to...

"Lame! Totally lame!" She snatched his glasses right off his face, blurring the world into a smudge of watercolors. "If you stay in here any longer, you’re going to sprout mold. Since you’re too much of a coward to go outside on your own..." She leaned in closer, her signature devilish grin widening. The humidity in the art room was stifling,

Senpai didn't have an answer—mostly because he knew, as always, that she was exactly right. "Hiding away in this dusty room while the sun is out