[Akane's dressing room doesn't feel quite like it belongs to someone, not really. It's a little too impersonal, sterile, set up and picture perfect and neat like it's supposed to be photographed for some showroom article in a magazine or catalog. Everything is too organized and pristine for anyone to really belong there, and there's a lonely, empty quality in the air that makes it hard to believe anyone does. There's not many of what look like they'd be personal items there; a set of clothes folded in the corner, and a glass-fronted bookcase, lined with books on many different subjects across several of the shelves, and featuring a carefully posed ball-jointed doll staring in the direction of the mirror.
The room might have been created for a ghost. June doesn't seem to notice it, as she opens the door to let Junpei in.]
You... you've never seen my room before, have you?
[She does feel suddenly a little shy, then, as she lets him through.]