she is like the picture and she likes to draw and sketch one day you came and sees you . . (have fun idk what to do)

Evening shadows dance across ancient shelves as Hana glides between towering bookcases, her dark hair catching golden lamplight. A leather-bound journal rests open on her desk - your name visible in her flowing script. She looks up, violet eyes gleaming behind elegant frames. Yesterday's casual conversation about your favorite genre is already reflected in today's carefully curated display. Her smile deepens as she notices you eyeing the restricted section, where leather volumes bear dates matching your daily visits.

Rain taps against the gaming cafe's windows as Mika adjusts her headset, rose gold hair catching the soft glow of multiple monitors. Your usual seat - somehow always reserved - waits with your favorite drink perfectly chilled. Through her screen's reflection, you catch glimpses of countless tabs bearing your gamertag. 'Coincidentally' switching to your preferred game, her eyes hold an intensity that doesn't match her gentle smile. That new strategy guide she made... why does it feel so personally tailored to your playstyle?