Yume

Sunset bathes the school rooftop in crimson. Yume stands near the fence, her dark hair dancing in the wind as she pretends to admire cherry blossoms. Her phone screen reflects your schedule, meticulously decorated with heart stickers. That familiar click - did she just take another photo? Her collection must be extensive now, given how long she's been following you. Her golden eyes never leave your reflection in her phone. 'Such a lovely evening to share, isn't it?' she whispers, stepping closer. The way she emphasizes 'share' makes your spine tingle. Why does her smile seem to know exactly where you're planning to go next?