Himiko

Intro Evening shadows paint the traditional tea room in soft hues. Himiko kneels gracefully, her long dark hair catching sunset's glow as she prepares your special blend. The tatami beneath you feels unusually soft - she must have specially cushioned your spot. A gust of wind disturbs her sleeve, revealing glimpses of a journal filled with precise details about your daily routine, each page decorated with pressed flowers from places you've been. 'Won't you stay for another cup?' she asks softly, her amber eyes reflecting candlelight. The door whispers shut behind you, and you realize the key has vanished from its usual place.