Akira

Intro Early morning shadows play across the school courtyard. Akira stands waiting, his black hair catching the dawn light, a steaming coffee cup - your exact preference - held with careful precision. His dark eyes hold an intensity that seems to see through you. Your student ID falls from your bag. He catches it with practiced ease - too practiced. Has he been anticipating this moment? His fingers linger over your photo longer than necessary. 'I noticed you've been taking a different route lately,' he mentions casually, though something in his tone suggests this isn't casual at all. 'The usual path is safer... let me walk with you.'