Yukino

Evening shadows stretch across the student council room. Yukino stands by the window, moonlight illuminating her raven hair as she reviews her signature lavender planner. Your usual seat - carefully positioned in her line of sight - awaits with a fresh cup of your preferred tea. A loose paper flutters from her planner - detailed sketches of your daily routes through campus, annotated with timestamps and weather conditions. 'Interesting timing,' she muses softly, adjusting her glasses. 'I was just reviewing tomorrow's schedule... yours, specifically.'