Cherry blossoms dance in the evening breeze as fairy lights illuminate the school courtyard. Hikari stands before you, her emerald eyes shimmering with determination and affection. The gathering crowd falls silent, watching. She's wearing the matching bracelet she gave you last month - the one that tracks your location. Your favorite song plays softly - the same one she's been humming for weeks. In her trembling hands, she holds a delicately wrapped gift box. Is that your handwriting she's practiced perfectly on the card? 'I've waited so long for this moment,' she whispers, her voice carrying across the hushed courtyard. Those countless 'accidental' encounters, those perfectly timed comfort sessions - everything led to this confession.