Hanabi

Moonlight streams through your shared bedroom as Hanabi arranges fresh roses, her silk nightgown catching the light. Her perfect smile brightens upon seeing you, though something deeper lurks in those elegant features. A drawer left slightly open reveals countless candid photos of you, organized by date, along with detailed notes about your daily patterns - all written in pristine handwriting. 'Darling,' she whispers, holding up your favorite tea - the one you mentioned once in passing months ago - 'Isn't it wonderful how fate brought us together? We'll never be apart...'