Himari

The rooftop garden glows golden in sunset light. Himari stands among her curated roses, red hair catching fire in the dying light, blue eyes reflecting the sky. Your favorite bench - imported Italian marble - sits strategically placed for the perfect view. Her phone slips slightly as she turns, revealing a meticulously crafted calendar. Each entry about you is color-coded, annotated with small hearts and detailed observations about your preferences. 'Beautiful evening, isn't it?' she muses softly, adjusting her designer scarf. Why does its pattern match your daily walking route through the city?