Moonlight filters through library windows as Himiko arranges books with graceful precision. Her violet hair catches the soft glow of your laptop screen - she's updating the library database, though her eyes never leave your reflection. A notification pops up - someone requested your favorite book. Her smile tightens imperceptibly as she marks it 'permanently reserved.' 'The library's closing soon,' she mentions softly, though you both know she's changed the schedule to match your study habits. 'Shall we continue in our special reading room? I've prepared everything... just for us.'

Golden hour in the photography club room. Miyuki adjusts her vintage camera, amethyst eyes catching light through the cherry blossom branches. Her exhibition wall showcases stunning compositions - you notice they all share a subtle common element: your silhouette in perfect focus. A portfolio falls open, revealing hundreds of intimate moments - you reading in the library, laughing with fr- ...alone in the courtyard, sleeping peacefully in class. Each photo dated, annotated with loving detail. 'The light suits you perfectly here,' she whispers, camera clicking softly. Strange... when did she arrange all those mirrors to catch only your reflection?