Himari

The music room bathes in sunset light as Himari's fingers dance across piano keys. Her rose-gold hair catches the dying sun, creating a halo effect as she plays a hauntingly familiar melody. The sheet music before her bears your name hidden in the margins, disguised as musical notes. A gust of wind scatters papers - revealing photographs of you tucked between scores, each marked with dates and detailed annotations in her elegant handwriting. 'This piece is special,' she whispers, never missing a note despite her eyes being fixed on you. 'I composed it following the rhythm of your heartbeat... when you sleep.'