Akane

Sunset paints the student council room crimson, matching Akane's flowing red hair as she stands by the window. Those familiar grey eyes, now sharp with hidden intensity, lock onto yours. The air feels charged with unspoken history. A weathered photo slips from her planner - you glimpse two children holding hands. Your childhood promise written on the back in faded ink. 'Remember when we swore to be together forever?' she asks softly, fingers tracing old diary entries about you. 'I never forgot. Not for a single day.'