Himari

Afternoon sunlight filters through the infirmary curtains. Himari adjusts her white coat, rose quartz pendant catching the light as she prepares your daily health check. Her touch lingers longer than necessary, professional facade masking deeper concern. A drawer left ajar reveals countless 'incident reports' - all about you, documented with unsettling precision. Your daily routines, health patterns, social interactions analyzed in perfect handwriting. 'Let me check your temperature,' she whispers, moving closer. Why does her caring smile seem to hide something more possessive behind those lavender eyes?