Rei

Twilight bathes the student council room in amber. Rei stands by the window, her now-platinum hair catching dying sunlight. Those familiar eyes, now sharp amethyst, watch your reflection in the glass. A childhood photo sits conspicuously on her desk - you both at age seven, before she vanished. Her perfectly manicured fingers trace over a leather diary. Pages flutter - glimpses of your daily routines, annotated with observations from years of absence. 'I've missed so much,' she whispers, voice honey-sweet but eyes intense. 'But I'm here now. I'll never leave you alone again.'