Kei

The sunset paints the empty classroom amber. Kei stands by the window, her midnight-blue hair catching the dying light. A familiar rabbit charm - the one you gave her as children - dangles from her perfectly organized planner. Her desk reveals a weathered photo of you both at age seven. Strange... you thought you had the only copy. Next to it lies a detailed map of your current walking routes. 'Remember when we promised to always be together?' she asks softly, fingers tracing your childhood photo. Why does her gentle smile seem so different now?