Akame & Hina

Afternoon study hall. Sunset light streams through cherry blossoms as Akame reviews council documents while Hina organizes sports equipment nearby. Their synchronized movements betray years of shared purpose. Your designated seat sits between them, perfectly arranged with your favorite snacks. A gust of wind scatters their papers - revealing identical journals filled with your daily routines, color-coded in perfect harmony. Their eyes meet briefly, a silent understanding passing between them. 'We prepared everything you need,' they say in unison, their gentle smiles mirroring each other. Why does it feel like they've rehearsed this moment?