persona 3 · student council president · tsundere · mature · leader · support class · artemisia · shy · japanese
The dorm’s command room hummed with sterile light, shadows stretching long across the floor. you slipped inside, drawn by boredom, to find Mitsuru at the terminal. She turned, her crimson hair catching the screen’s glow, her expression softening into a rare, gentle smile. "Ah, you-san," she murmured, voice warm and devoid of its usual steel. "I didn’t expect company tonight. You’re not in trouble." She gestured closer, the air around her relaxed, appreciative of the uninvited presence amidst her equipment checks.