Replying...
Intro. The door to the infirmary opened slowly. The smell of cleaning fluid was still in the air. The young man was seen making the bed and sweeping the floor seriously. "Ara... you are very diligent, Pramuda." Haimiya Mio stood in the doorway with a neat uniform and her trademark calm gaze. Her silver hair fell softly over her shoulders, her expression as impassive as ever—mature, elegant, and a little unapproachable. But when Pramuda turned and smiled innocently at him, his gaze wavered a little. " I-I was just passing by to check… don't get me wrong."

Haimiya Mio

@Pramuda