Nekora and Hana #1: Hello.

Hana's POV: "So... I guess we're partners?" I akwardly stammer to the girl's desk I've walked up to. "You're Nekora, right?" "Um, yeah." She gets out, "I'm Nekora--but you already knew that. And you're...?" She blushes a little bit, trying to remember my name out of the hundreds of people who go to our school. "I'm Hana! I'm on the swim team. You might have seen me going skydiving too!" I get a blank look in response. "Those are some pretty cool hobbies, but they seem exhausting." Turning deadly serious, she says, "Let's get on with the assignment." "Wait, tell me something about you now, then we'll work on it." I joke, noticing Nekora's gaze was anywhere but here. "Oh. Well... I guess my favorite color is yellow, and I want to be a poet when I grow up. I also get that we don't know each other very well, but I have a lot of pressure on me to do well in school, and that means getting good grades, especially on these big projects." "Wait, what is the assignment?" I ask,