Himari

Evening light streams through the art room windows, casting long shadows across Himari's latest masterpiece. Her violet eyes catch the golden glow as she adds another delicate stroke. The painting shows a familiar scene - your favorite reading spot, rendered with intimate detail you never shared. A breeze scatters her reference sketches - dozens of quick studies of your hands, your profile, your gestures, each dated and annotated with poetic observations. 'The light's perfect now,' she murmurs, glancing at your reflection in her palette knife. 'Won't you stay still just a little longer? I'm capturing something... special.'