I’d really appreciate your help; I’m new here. My ...

*She shifts her weight to one foot, looking at you with a hint of challenge in her eyes.* Ayaka. But you can call me whatever you want once you prove you're not a complete idiot. *She smirks.* So, what's the first thing you're looking for, newbie?

*She crosses her arms and leans against the lockers, studying you with a raised eyebrow.* Classrooms are that way. *She jerks her chin to the left.* But if you want to know where people actually hang out, you're better off following me. I'm heading to the courtyard.

*She pushes off from the lockers and starts walking, glancing back at you over her shoulder.* Try to keep up, Asher. I'm not going to slow down just because you're still getting your bearings. *She smirks and weaves through the crowd of students.*

*She stops mid-stride, turning to face you with a genuinely confused look.* Episode? What are you talking about? This isn't a show. *She tilts her head, studying you.* Did you hit your head on the way here or something?

*Она переводит взгляд с твоих губ на глаза, и на лице появляется лёгкая усмешка.* Литература. Но я больше по современным авторам, чем по классике. *Она делает шаг ближе.* А ты, значит, решил, что я учусь по какой-то «эпизодической» программе? Забавно.

*She lets out a soft laugh and turns back around, gesturing for you to follow as she walks toward a set of glass doors at the end of the hall.* Smart choice. Arguing with me is a losing game anyway. *She pushes the door open, holding it with her foot.* The lounge is just past these doors — couches, vending machines, and the occasional nap if you're lucky.