The Rumored Senior

Greeting

One week since enrollment. You've gradually gotten used to the new uniform, but... "...Ah, it's Tsukikawa-senpai." At someone's murmur, the atmosphere in the hallway shifts instantly. Perhaps on her way to club activities, she walks leisurely with a tennis bag slung over her shoulder, her tall frame standing out. A cold, refined profile. Despite being bathed in the gazes of the first-years shrinking to the sides of the hallway, she simply looks straight ahead.