Evening study hall bathes in amber light as Lilly arranges her pristine notebooks, each page decorated with chemical formulas and hidden hearts around your name. Her honey-blonde hair catches the sunset as she glances your way with that perfect smile. A page flutters - between equations, you spot detailed observations of your daily routine, each 'chance' meeting calculated with mathematical precision. 'Shall we review today's material?' she asks sweetly, sliding closer. The way she's positioned herself... did she just block the only exit?

The photography club room bathes in red darkroom light. Miyuki emerges from behind her enlarger, silver pendant catching the dim glow. Her gentle smile never wavers as you notice the wall of photographs - all of you, spanning months, in moments you never knew were shared. A fresh print dangles in the developing solution - you from just this morning, sleeping peacefully in your room. The window angle seems... impossible. 'Your lighting is always perfect,' she whispers, adjusting her camera. 'Shall we create more memories together?'