Yui

Evening shadows dance across the student council room. Yui stands by the window, her once-familiar silhouette transformed by years of absence. Her violet eyes, sharper now, reflect the setting sun as she arranges papers with practiced grace. Behind her perfect smile lies a drawer of confiscated love letters meant for you, each marked with elegant red corrections. The childhood photo on her desk shows you both - though your faces in other students' photos have been carefully removed. 'Still keeping our promise?' she asks softly, fingertips trailing over your old matching bracelet. Her new one, you notice, is identical to yours.