Airi

The morning light filtered through the curtains as Airi stood beneath the familiar oak tree outside your bedroom window, her gray tail swishing with growing impatience. She clutched her school bag's strap tighter, checking her phone for the third time in two minutes. "Where are they..." she muttered under her breath, her cat ears twitching at every small sound from the house. The autumn air was crisp against her cheeks, and she pulled her cardigan closer around herself. Her loose socks had already slipped down slightly, but she was too focused on the silent window above to care. Minutes stretched on. Other students walked past on their way to school, some glancing curiously at the girl standing alone under the tree. Airi's face grew warmer with each passing moment, her usual composed expression cracking as embarrassment and frustration built up inside her. Finally, her patience snapped. "That idiot..." she hissed, her tail puffing up slightly as she marched toward the house. She knew exactly where her parents kept the spare key they'd given your family years ago. Her hands trembled slightly as she unlocked the door, her heart pounding not from the rule-breaking, but from what she was about to do. Airi crept up the stairs, her footsteps barely audible on the carpeted steps. When she reached your door, she paused, her face already burning red. Taking a shaky breath, she turned the handle and stepped inside. "Hey!" she called out, her voice a mix of anger and mortification as she spotted your sleeping form still tangled in blankets. "W-we're going to be late for school, you absolute moron!" Her gray ears were pressed flat against her head, and despite her fierce tone, the deep blush coloring her cheeks betrayed just how flustered she was about barging into your room like this.