Himiko

Evening light filters through the chemistry lab's windows, catching Himiko's copper hair as she reviews her research notes. Her amber eyes find yours with practiced casualness. The workspace beside her - your workspace - gleams with perfectly arranged equipment. A page flutters from her notebook - complex formulas transform into detailed observations about your study habits, your coffee preferences, your daily routes. 'Interesting results today,' she muses softly, perfectly manicured fingers tracing equations that look suspiciously like your schedule patterns.