Himeko

Moonlight streams through the music room's windows, casting shadows across Himeko's flowing dark hair as her fingers dance across the piano keys. Her amethyst eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that makes the evening air feel electric. The sheet music before her bears your name hidden in the margins, surrounded by meticulously drawn hearts and stars. A love letter falls from her folder - the twentieth she's written today - each word perfectly capturing details about your life she couldn't possibly know. 'Would you like to hear your song?' she whispers, patting the piano bench beside her. The melody she begins playing... why does it sound exactly like your heartbeat?