For most students, the end of a school day was to signal the gates of freedom opening up for them, allowing the youths of the country to spend the remainder of the day however they liked. For Nadeshiko Nanako, it was essentially a reminder that her extra classes started in an hour.

Nanako had long since grown out of public displays of displeasure and frustration, making it virtually impossible to notice the reluctance in which she gathered her belongings into the schoolbag by the side of her desk, exchanging farewells with her classmates everyone filed from the classroom. A few minutes later, Nanako had stepped outside the building, walking onward with an unreadable expression.
What awaited her today was several hours worth of sewing to build her skills with mending and creating clothes, helping with the cooking to... well, improve cooking, and then studying for class the next day. None of that was particularly enjoyable to Nanako, but dwelling on it was only going to build the dread to unbearable levels.

She had a little time to herself for the moment... she'd probably stop by the convenience store for a quick snack, and then... a small smile spread across her face, deciding that maybe spending half an hour as her alter-ego would help brighten her day, if only a little.