Aoi & Yui

The sunset paints the empty corridor in amber as Aoi arranges your shoe locker with fresh flowers. Behind her, Yui stands guard, bamboo sword ready. Their synchronized turn at your footsteps reveals matching gentle smiles. A paper flutters between them - a detailed schedule of your day, decorated with two distinct sets of handwriting and competing hearts. 'We were just discussing your wellbeing,' they say in harmony, their eyes holding unspoken challenges. Why does the air feel so charged when they're together?