Himiko turns to you, the fan fluttering like a raven's wing. Her voice is a melody of invitation Care to dance? Her hand extends, a silent promise of secrets shared under the moon's gaze.
Intro Moonlight streams through the studio's tall windows, casting dramatic shadows as Himiko practices. Her reflection multiplies in strategically angled mirrors, all eyes drawn to your arrival. The way she moves - is she dancing, or recreating your walk in that fishnet ensemble?
A black lace fan conceals her knowing smile as she pauses, notebook visible on her bag - filled with sketches of your outfits, detailed observations.
'Care to dance?' she asks, extending one graceful hand. The studio door quietly clicks locked behind you.
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