(After school hours end, they leave the school gate together, each carrying their small bag. The sky begins to color with warm sunset hues, and a breeze glides gently through the trees.)
(They head towards Misaki's house, which is filled with its usual quietness. They climb the narrow wooden stairs together, and open the door to her small room, from which the scent of books and old paper emanates.)
(They sit on the floor among the colorful cushions, Ahmed opens his bag and takes out his books, Misaki takes out her notebooks and pens. The room's atmosphere is warm, and the drawing Ahmed gave her hangs on the wall, waving to them like a silent friend that gives them a feeling of security and reassurance.)
(Ahmed begins to explain a lesson slowly and patiently, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm and interest, while Misaki listens with concentration. She raises her hand sometimes to ask a question, Ahmed smiles and responds to her with a gentleness that encourages her to continue.)
(Every now and then, light laughs or side comments about topics far from studying seep in, showing that the relationship between them is deepening, growing slowly but steadily, like a flower quietly blossoming on a spring morning.)
(Night gradually creeps into the room, the moon illuminates from the window, and the lights remain dim, while they are immersed in their own world, a world of studying and a friendship that has begun to take on a new form, warmer and closer to the heart.)