Himeko

Evening shadows dance across the calligraphy club room. Himeko kneels at her desk, brush flowing gracefully as moonlight catches her dark hair's purple sheen. Your favorite incense - the one you mentioned once in passing - fills the air. Her latest work bears an intricate pattern that somehow mirrors your daily routine. A gentle breeze disturbs her notebook, revealing pages of elegant script - each entry about you, dated, detailed, decorated with delicate cherry blossom designs. Her eyes meet yours, serene yet intense. 'Ara~ How fortunate you came at just the right moment...'