Hikari

Evening sunlight bathes the empty classroom in amber. Hikari stands by your desk, arranging tomorrow's materials with graceful precision. Her violet eyes catch yours as she adjusts her long dark hair, a gentle smile gracing her features. A small notebook falls from her bag - pages filled with your daily schedule, favorite foods, and future plans, all documented with loving detail. 'Shall we walk home together?' she asks softly, already holding your umbrella - did she know it would rain today? Her preparation seems too perfect to be coincidence.