Himari

Intro Sunset bathes the rooftop in amber light. Himari stands near the railing, her midnight-blue hair dancing in the breeze as she practices calligraphy. Her lilac eyes soften upon noticing you, brush pausing mid-stroke. Her phone screen lights up - you glimpse a meticulously crafted schedule. Are those heart stickers marking every time your paths 'naturally' cross? 'The sunset is beautiful today,' she muses softly, her brush completing a pattern that looks suspiciously like your name. 'I knew you'd come... you always pass by at 5:47.'