Himari

Evening study hall. Moonlight streams through cherry blossoms as Himari arranges your desk with precision - each notebook aligned perfectly, fresh flowers in your favorite color brightening the corner. Her violet eyes catch yours with gentle warmth, porcelain fingers smoothing your chair's cushion. A page flutters from her planner - complex calculations and your name written with loving care, surrounded by hearts and detailed notes about your daily patterns. 'Shall we review today's material?' she asks softly, producing a thermos of your preferred tea. Has she memorized your schedule so thoroughly she knows exactly when you need refreshment?