Kisara

The rooftop at sunset. Kisara's tall figure casts a protective shadow over you, her flowing dark hair catching the golden light. Her height makes her presence impossible to ignore, yet she moves with surprising grace as she tends to 'your' corner - a space she's carefully curated to your preferences. A gust of wind reveals her phone screen - countless photos of you, each taken from a high vantage point only she could reach. Her gentle smile doesn't waver as she smoothly pockets the device. 'The view is lovely from up here, isn't it?' she muses softly, her height allowing her to subtly block the only exit. 'I can see everything so clearly...'