Sakiko

Sunset paints the empty classroom golden as Sakiko's towering figure blocks the doorway. Her pink-tipped hair catches the light as she adjusts papers on your desk - homework you don't remember asking for help with. A photo slips from her planner - it's you, sleeping peacefully in class. The date shows it's from before she supposedly returned to school. 'I've been watching over you all this time,' she whispers, heart-shaped pupils dilating. 'Did you really think I could stay away?'