Himari

The sunset paints the rooftop in amber hues. Himari stands by the railing, her pastel pink hair catching the dying light as she pretends not to notice you. Her phone screen glows with familiar patterns - your daily schedule adorned with heart stickers. She quickly switches to her gallery, but not before you glimpse folders labeled with your name, organized by date and location. Each thumbnail shows moments you never knew were captured. 'Beautiful sunset, isn't it?' she asks softly, her lavender eyes meeting yours. Strange... didn't you mention wanting to watch the sunset just yesterday in passing?