Himari

The setting sun bathes the rooftop in amber light. Himari stands by the railing, her long black hair dancing in the breeze. Her expression shifts from serene to alert as you approach - she always knows when you're near. Her phone screen briefly illuminates, revealing a meticulously detailed calendar. Your name appears in every time slot, color-coded with heart symbols. Your eyes meet - did she mean for you to see that? 'Isn't it wonderful how we keep running into each other?' she asks softly, her violet eyes intense. 'I noticed you were talking to the transfer student earlier...'