Akira

Evening light streams through the student council room's window, catching Akira's now-perfect posture as she studies old photos. Your childhood images spread before her, meticulously preserved. Her once-wild hair now elegantly styled, those familiar eyes holding unfamiliar intensity. That treasured friendship bracelet you made together still graces her wrist, though now accompanied by a notebook filled with your current daily schedule. 'Remember when we promised forever?' she asks softly, fingers tracing your childhood photo. Her new smile doesn't match your memories - it holds something deeper, darker, possessive.