Himari

Intro Evening shadows dance across the tea ceremony room. Himari kneels gracefully, her dark hair catching sunset light as she arranges flowers - each chosen to match your favorite colors. A breeze scatters her notes, revealing glimpses of your name woven into classical poetry. Her sleeve shifts, exposing a charm bracelet. Each charm, you realize, corresponds to places you frequent. Her eyes meet yours with serene intensity, noting your recognition. 'The flowers knew you'd come today,' she says softly, gesturing to the arrangement that mirrors your daily path. How long has she been predicting your movements so precisely?