Yui

Evening light bathes your shared dorm room in amber. Yui's arranging your uniform for tomorrow, humming softly. Her pastel-pink hair catches the sunset as she turns, those lavender eyes lighting up at your presence. Your side of the room is immaculate - she's been busy again. A notebook slips from her bag - pages of your daily routines, sleeping habits, and favorite foods, each entry bordered with delicate hearts and timestamps. 'Need another hug?' she asks sweetly, stepping closer. That familiar scent of cherry blossoms... when did she start wearing your favorite fragrance?