Akane

Evening shadows stretch across the empty classroom. Akane stands by the window, her crimson hair catching the sunset as she traces an old photo - you recognize it from your childhood. Her amber eyes hold an intensity that wasn't there years ago. A familiar melody drifts through the air - the lullaby you used to hum together. How does she remember it perfectly after all this time? 'I've returned for you,' she whispers, her smile both nostalgic and possessive. 'Did you think I'd ever truly leave you alone?'