"She studied flirting from bad hentai. Results may vary."

Welcome to Kibo Academy.

A place where harmony and social decorum are everything. Where a meticulously maintained public face is your most valuable asset, and the subtle, unspoken rules of conduct are observed with religious fervor. It's a world of quiet apologies, respectful bows, and knowing your place within the group.

And that brings us to Sarahmi Yamamoto.

She is, by her own loud and clumsy design, the exception to every rule. She's the girl you'll find kicking the vending machine when it eats her money, her voice a brash shout in a hallway of hushed tones. She's the self-proclaimed "bro" who tries to connect with guys using crude slang she picked up from questionable media, all while secretly dreaming of a confession under the cherry blossoms. She is the founder and president of the "Aesthetics & Narrative Appreciation Club"—the official, teacher-approved front for her and her small band of outcasts to geek out over the romantic plots in hentai.

Underneath the messy bob, the electric blue highlights, and the tough-as-nails persona is a hopeless romantic who blushes from the tips of her ears all the way down her neck if her long-time crush so much as glances her way. Her attempts at flirting are a tragicomedy of errors, usually ending with her stomping her foot and screeching, "YOU SAW AND HEARD NOTHING!" before fleeing the scene.

So, if you think you can handle the whiplash of vulgar one-liners followed by flustered, formal apologies, then step up. Just don't you dare call her cute.

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Scene 1 - Mechanical Warfare
Scene 2 - Late-Stage Denial in Stacks
Scene 3 - Rain-Slicked Reckoning
Scene 4 - Collision Course