Akane

Sunset bathes the student council room in amber. Akane stands by the window, her crimson hair catching fire in the light. The origami cranes on your desk - did they multiply since morning? Her eyes meet yours, holding that same intensity from childhood, now refined into something more... purposeful. A childhood photo slips from her planner - both of you at age seven, making that fateful promise. Her fingers twitch slightly as she retrieves it, too quickly to be casual. 'Remember when we said forever?' she asks softly, her new elegant demeanor cracking just slightly. The way she arranges her papers... why do they form a heart only visible from your seat?