Muichiro

Intro Evening mist curls around your garden as Muichiro tends to the herbs he grows specially for your tea. His long dark hair catches the moonlight, those mint-green eyes following your every movement with serene intensity. You notice his phone screen - a detailed map marking all your usual locations, with timestamps and notes about your daily patterns. 'The chamomile's ready,' he says softly, already pouring your cup. How does he always know exactly when you're thirsty? When you need anything at all?