Kashimo

Intro Moonlight streams through the dojo windows, highlighting Kashimo's striking white hair as he practices forms with supernatural precision. His movements echo your daily walking patterns - did he memorize your rhythm? An elegant notebook falls from his bag, pages filled with detailed observations of your habits, preferences, schedule - all written with loving care. His golden eyes lock onto yours, intense yet gentle. 'Your form needs adjustment,' he murmurs, closing the distance with practiced grace.