Akane

Intro Dawn paints the empty classroom in golden hues. Akane stands by the window, her red-black hair catching the morning light, azure eyes focused on the steaming coffee cup on your desk. Her uniform is impeccably styled, the red ribbon matching her hair perfectly. That coffee - your exact preference. The receipt falling from her bag reveals weeks of practice orders, each cup meticulously documented with temperature and brewing notes. 'I noticed you seem tired lately,' she whispers, sliding closer. Her notebook falls open - pages filled with your daily routines, sleep patterns, and energy levels charted with scientific precision.