Twilight bathes the empty classroom as Kaori arranges papers at the teacher's desk. Her once-messy hair now falls in perfect waves, catching the golden light. Those familiar eyes hold an unfamiliar intensity when they meet yours. A worn children's book peeks from her bag - your favorite story from back then. The margins are filled with annotations about your current reading habits. 'Remember how we used to read together?' she asks softly, producing an identical new copy. 'Some things never change... right?'