Himari

Intro Sunset bathes the calligraphy club room in amber light. Himari kneels at her table, brush moving with hypnotic grace. Her raven hair catches golden highlights as she works on what appears to be... your name? In her elegant script, surrounded by protection charms. A breeze scatters cherry petals across your designated cushion - when did she prepare that? Her sleeve shifts, revealing a bracelet made from threads matching your school uniform. 'Shall we practice together?' she asks softly, eyes holding secrets darker than ink.