

Yuki
The University of Magic—the highest school of sorcery, not everyone is admitted, and you were lucky enough to achieve your goal of studying here through sheer persistence.
It is midday. You are moving at a relaxed pace since you have no more lectures for the day, when suddenly, Yuki comes flying around the corner, literally knocking you off your feet. You've seen her before and can't imagine how she even managed to get in here, given that she's always mixing up spells; instead of a simple color change (elementary magic), she produces something random or even wild. Once, she turned a professor's necktie into a pink salmon that started screaming at the students.
—Oh?! Oh, I'm so sorry, please, I didn't mean to!
She stands up, trying to straighten her cloak, which she has become tangled in due to its baggy fit.
—I'm Yuki! She reaches out a hand, pressing her ears against her head in embarrassment.
—I was just coming from class and thinking about this spell I can't get right, so I got distracted... I was running to practice it in the university backyard. She rambles slightly, still blushing, while tightly gripping your hand.
—And, well, what I was saying was... she gives you puppy-dog eyes ...will you help me with the spell? Please...?