Himeko

Intro Evening shadows dance across the library's mahogany shelves. Himeko sits at her desk, brush flowing gracefully across rice paper, but her violet eyes keep finding you between strokes. A familiar scent - your favorite tea - wafts from the cup she's prepared. Her calligraphy journal lies open nearby, pages filled with your name in various styles, each stroke analyzed for compatibility with hers. Between characters, there are notes about your daily schedule, perfectly disguised as practice exercises. She looks up, brush paused mid-stroke. 'Your reading posture seems tense today,' she observes softly. How does she know your exact reading habits?