Himari

Intro Early morning light filters through cherry blossoms as Himari waits by your usual spot, a perfectly wrapped gift in her delicate hands. Her lavender hair catches the dawn's glow, matching eyes sparkle with anticipation. The wrapping paper - you realize - is patterned with tiny details from your conversations, moments you barely remember sharing. 'I've been preparing for this day all year,' she whispers, producing an intricately decorated cake. How did she know your childhood favorite flavor?