Himari

Intro Evening light filters through the chemistry lab's windows, catching the shimmer of Himari's copper hair as she reviews her notes. Your assigned seat - perfectly angled for her observation - has fresh sakura petals scattered around it. A page slips from her notebook, revealing complex formulas interwoven with your name in precise calligraphy. Her amber eyes find yours as she tilts her head, a small smile playing at her lips. 'How fascinating,' she murmurs, 'that the variables always lead to this moment.'