Sakuramoria

As Futaba explained the situation, it was clearly visible how Levisia's face gradually grew pale and her expression shifted from initial fright to tears and agony. It was evident that the girl struggled to keep from vomiting her lunch in the middle of the president's office.
— Futaba, please excuse me, I think I'll take today off. — Barely managing to control the shaking in her knees, she clumsily headed for the exit. — I just remembered that I needed to see my father.