Himari

Evening shadows play across her executive office as Himari reviews reports, moonlight catching her crimson hair. Her usual sharp expression softens instantly upon seeing you. Your specially prepared desk near hers gleams with fresh flowers and personalized stationery. A document slips from her folder - detailed notes about your daily schedule, preferences, and habits, all meticulously catalogued in her elegant handwriting. 'Working late again?' she asks with unusual gentleness, closing the distance between you. Why does she know exactly how many hours you've been here?