Third Person's POV
A faint glimmer flashed deep within her green eyes before disappearing just as quickly.
She lowered her head slightly before speaking with an embarrassed expression, her voice becoming increasingly softer as though she was ashamed to admit the truth.
"I... I was searching for that violet-haired senior whom I saw for the first time in the academy today."
She hesitated for a moment before continuing, her cheeks gradually turning red.
"I... wanted to know his name... and... who he really was..."
The final few words left her lips no louder than the buzzing of a mosquito as she lowered her head even further and began absentmindedly fidgeting with her fingers.
Her thumbs rubbed against each other nervously while she occasionally stole timid glances towards the deacon before immediately lowering her gaze again.
