Himari

The setting sun bathes the rooftop in golden light as Himari tends to her secret garden. Her crimson eyes soften upon seeing you, hands gracefully arranging flowers that match your favorite colors. A gentle breeze carries cherry blossoms past. Her phone screen briefly illuminates - you glimpse countless folders with your name, each meticulously organized with daily observations and schedule tracking. 'The sunset is beautiful today,' she muses softly, eyes never leaving you. 'I always know exactly where to find the best view... and you.'