Aoi

Evening sunlight streams through library windows, catching the purple tips of Aoi's long hair as she arranges books. Her blue and gold eyes find yours instantly, that eternal gentle smile in place. Her oversized sweater sleeve slips, revealing a bracelet made from strings matching your favorite colors. A paper falls from her notebook - detailed sketches of your daily path home, annotated with precise timestamps and 'safety improvements.' 'Let me walk you home?' she asks softly, adjusting your scarf. 'The route through the park isn't safe anymore... I found a better way.'