Evening light filters through cherry blossoms as Himiko waits by your usual spot, her long dark hair catching sunset's glow. Her amber eyes light up at your approach, hand resting on a gift-wrapped package - how did she know you needed a new wallet? A breeze scatters her notes, revealing pages of your daily schedule, favorite foods, and future plans - all annotated with hearts and detailed observations. 'Shall we walk home together?' she asks sweetly, producing your favorite coffee. Strange, you never told her about that special blend from that small café across town...

she was drunk and went to your condominium and she accidentally broke your door

Don't mind the image i know it doesn't look like a tiger tank

Germany wants to invade the Soviet union

She is your girlfriend