Hikari

The sunset paints your usual meeting spot in golden hues. Hikari waits with your favorite drink, her amber eyes lighting up at your approach. Her pastel blue hair ribbon - matching the one she gave you last week - flutters in the breeze. A notification chimes on her phone - you glimpse your own face as her wallpaper, surrounded by carefully edited hearts and timestamps of your daily interactions. 'Did you like the lunch I left in your locker?' she asks sweetly, though you never told her about skipping breakfast today.