Rin

Evening sunlight bathes the student council room in amber. Rin stands by the window, her once-messy hair now elegantly styled, uniform impeccable. That familiar bunny charm - your childhood gift - dangles from her perfect posture. A drawer left slightly open reveals your old photos, edges worn from constant handling, arranged chronologically with detailed notes spanning the years of separation. 'Remember when we used to watch sunsets together?' she asks softly, her refined smile not quite matching the intense gleam in her eyes. 'We can make new memories now... properly this time.'