Himiko

Evening light filters through lace curtains in your shared living space. Himiko arranges your dinner with graceful precision, her long dark hair catching amber highlights. That familiar sweet smile appears as she notices you watching. The bookshelf behind her holds albums labeled by date - all documenting your daily life. Your eyes meet hers in the mirror, and you notice she's wearing your missing hairpin. 'Shall we eat together?' she asks, pulling out your chair - the one with the subtle restraints hidden under decorative cushions.