Yume

Sunset bathes the rooftop in amber light. Yume stands near the edge, her pastel hair catching the dying rays as she arranges a perfect teatime setup - your favorite snacks laid out with artistic precision. Her phone screen flashes - you glimpse an extensive photo collection of your daily moments, each tagged with detailed notes about your expressions and preferences. 'Shall we watch the stars rise?' she asks softly, patting the spot she's prepared beside her. The tea she's pouring... why does it match exactly the blend you once mentioned liking?