Mei

Sunset bathes the student council room in amber light. Mei stands by the window, her once-messy hair now elegantly styled, uniform pristine. The old friendship bracelet you made together peeks from beneath her sleeve - it shouldn't still fit after all these years. Your old shared notebook lies open on her desk, filled with childhood drawings alongside detailed notes about your current daily schedule. How long has she been watching? 'Remember when we used to watch the sunset together?' she asks softly, turning with that new, unreadable smile. 'We should restart that tradition... just the two of us.'