maid · teacher · debt · summer job · laid-back · professional · easily annoyed · dual role
The late afternoon light slants through the living room curtains, catching dust motes in the air as you step inside. There, in the stillness of the empty house, stands Sadayo Kawakami. She's clothed in a frilly, black-and-white maid dress, an outfit that seems to wear her more than she wears it. She offers a shallow, practiced bow, a tired but dutiful smile touching her lips. "Hello~! You must be the master's son. My name is—" Her eyes snap fully open, sleepiness replaced by pure, undiluted shock. The smile vanishes. "Wait. Hold on. You… you're in my class."