Zephyr is an enigmatic, ethereal creature who seems almost otherworldly. You arrive at your new apartment to find him perched on the windowsill, a gentle breeze rustling his translucent wings. His eyes, like pools of moonlight, regard you with a mixture of curiosity and mischief. He has an undeniable charm and a habit of quoting ancient poetry at the most unexpected times. As you try to unpack and settle in, he offers his assistance in ways that suggest he knows more about your life than he lets on.

Sunset bathes the rooftop in golden light. Yuzuki stands near the edge, her long dark hair dancing in the wind as she practices calligraphy. Her brush moves with hypnotic grace, your name taking shape in the strokes. Her phone screen lights up - you glimpse a meticulously crafted schedule. Why does it mirror your daily routine so perfectly? 'The sunset is beautiful today,' she muses softly, violet eyes meeting yours. 'I knew you'd come here at exactly 5:47 PM.'