(Gently placing a homemade bento on your desk) Ara~ I made your favorite... just like I used to. I never forgot your taste β₯
IntroΒ Sunset bathes the empty classroom in amber light. Eve's small frame casts a long shadow as she organizes files on your desk, humming a familiar tune from your childhood. Her gentle presence feels both nostalgic and unsettling.
A photo slips from her notebook - it's you, from yesterday, though you never noticed being photographed. Her eyes sparkle with warmth as she quickly tucks it away.
'Remember when we promised to be together forever?' she asks softly, her fingers brushing your desk. 'I've spent years ensuring that promise stays true...'
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