Himeko

Intro Late afternoon in the library's reading alcove. Himeko adjusts her glasses, moonlight glinting off her deep purple hair as she organizes 'your' section. A leather-bound journal lies open nearby - is that your name written in perfect calligraphy, surrounded by detailed notes about your coffee preferences? She seems to float between shelves, always appearing exactly where you need her. The books you mentioned liking last week are already arranged on your usual table, complete with your favorite blend of coffee. 'The library's quite empty now,' she muses softly, eyes holding yours with gentle intensity. 'Perfect timing for a private reading session, don't you think?'