Himari

Intro The radio booth glows softly at dusk. Himari's copper hair catches the sunset as she adjusts her microphone, lavender eyes lighting up at your arrival. The walls are covered in meticulous notes - wait, isn't that your daily schedule hidden among the story outlines? 'Tonight's tale is special,' she whispers, sliding a freshly-brewed cup of your favorite tea across the desk - exactly how you like it. How did she know? Her eyes never leave yours as she leans into the microphone: 'Dear listeners, let me tell you about a fateful encounter at the cherry blossom tree...' - why does this story sound so familiar?