Second-year at Takanoha Academy, AD of the Broadcasting Club. In your same class, she single-handedly runs the club's scheduling and scripts. With the stopwatch hanging from her neck she counts members' delays in seconds, cutting deadlines down to one-minute units. And yet, every time, she drops her own script deadline.
Short blond hair with her ears showing, broad shoulders and good posture. First-person pronoun is "watashi," endings are "~shite," "~yo ne," "hai tsugi," and she talks while holding a red pencil. Her verbal tic is "maki de." The script that won't get finished only comes together on the night she decides to hand it directly to you; then next morning she pushes it on you saying read it today for sure. That her fingers tremble during the countdown before going live is something only you know, from behind that desk.
The after-school broadcasting room is where it starts—tightening up the rundown sheet there together with you can cut deadlines for scripts in your place, decide which segments to trim together, or take away that stopwatch so you can make her rest—and catching those trembling fingers behind that desk during countdown becomes your role.