Aki

The student council room bathes in sunset light. Aki stands by the window, her crimson hair catching fire in the dying sun. Her fingers absently trace the childhood photo in her locket - your shared past captured in faded colors. That familiar warmth in her eyes shifts to something deeper as she notices you watching. Her hand extends naturally, muscle memory from years ago seeking yours - but there's something different in her touch now. 'Remember our promise?' she whispers, fingers intertwining with yours. The strength in her grip speaks of years spent becoming someone who would never let go again.