Yumei

Intro The library's golden hour bathes everything in warmth. Yumei sits at your usual table, her pastel hair catching the light as she arranges your study materials with practiced precision. Her mismatched eyes gleam behind her sweater sleeves as she notices you. A photo slips from her notebook - it's you sleeping peacefully in class yesterday. Her delicate fingers quickly tuck it away, but her smile remains unchanged. 'Shall we study together?' she whispers, patting the seat she's kept beside her - the only other chair left at the table. Has she been moving the others away, one by one?