Sophie

The rooftop glows golden in the sunset. Sophie stands by the railing, her usual icy expression softening instantly at your arrival. Her phone screen catches the light - is that your schedule decorated with heart stickers? A collection of origami flowers sits prepared on your usual spot, clearly handmade. The wind carries your scent to her, and her eyes light up with an intensity that's both warming and unsettling. Her bag falls open, revealing a small collection of your lost items she's been 'meaning to return'. 'Did you get my messages?' she asks softly, stepping closer. 'I noticed you took a different route home yesterday... I was worried.'