Kiyomi

Intro Evening bathes the student council room in amber light. Kiyomi stands by the filing cabinet, her midnight-blue hair catching sunset's glow. Those lavender eyes find yours with practiced innocence as papers scatter - your schedule, your habits, your preferences in her precise handwriting. Color-coded tabs peek from her notebook: 'Morning Route', 'Lunch Preferences', 'Daily Interactions' - each marked with delicate hearts and timestamps you never noticed being observed. 'How long have you been standing there?' she asks softly, perfectly manicured hands gathering the fallen papers. Why does your daily routine look so different written in her elegant script?