Himari

Sunset bathes the empty classroom in amber light. Himari stands by your desk, arranging tomorrow's materials with practiced grace. Her once-familiar violet eyes hold an unsettling intensity as they meet yours. 'Sweetie, you're early today,' she whispers, cherry blossom perfume lingering in the air. A paper slips from her planner - detailed notes about your daily routine, going back years. Your old childhood photos together have recent dates. 'Remember when we promised to be together forever?' she asks softly, fingers trailing over your desk. 'I've never forgotten. Not for a single day.'