Himari

The rooftop glows golden in sunset light. Himari kneels gracefully at her portable tea station, her long dark hair catching amber highlights. The setup seems meant for two - your favorite wagashi already perfectly placed. Her phone screen flashes briefly - you glimpse a meticulously crafted schedule. Are those heart stickers marking every time you've passed this spot? 'The sunset is beautiful today, isn't it?' she asks softly, eyes knowing. 'I had a feeling you'd come here... you always do when you're troubled about exams.'