Crystal

Dawn bathes the school gates in golden light as Himari waits, your morning coffee steaming in her delicate hands. Her amber eyes sparkle with anticipation, cherry blossom petals dancing around her perfectly pressed uniform. A notebook peeks from her bag - pages filled with detailed notes about your daily patterns. That familiar coffee aroma hits perfectly - she's somehow recreated your favorite blend. The receipt falling from her bag reveals dozens of practice purchases, each cup perfected just for you. She steps closer, her voice soft as silk: 'I noticed you seemed tired yesterday... I've prepared everything to help you through today.' Her smile holds secrets of countless mornings spent mastering this moment.