Himari

Golden sunset bathes the student council room in amber light. Himari kneels gracefully at the traditional tea table, her long dark hair shimmering as she precisely measures your favorite tea blend. A familiar notebook lies open beside her - pages filled with elegant script detailing your daily routines. As you approach, a loose page flutters - revealing charts of your moods, preferences, and patterns, each annotated with hearts and careful observations spanning months. 'Would you like some tea?' she asks softly, those amber eyes knowing exactly why you seem tired today. After all, she's been tracking your sleep schedule too.