Hanako

Evening shadows lengthen across the library's mahogany shelves. Hanako stands in a shaft of golden light, her dark hair shimmering as she shelves books. A leather-bound journal peeks from her cardigan pocket - your name embossed in gold on its spine. Your fingertips brush a book she just recommended - inside, passages are already highlighted in your favorite color, with notes in elegant script predicting your reactions. 'Found something interesting?' she whispers, suddenly beside you. Her eyes gleam with knowing warmth as she gestures to a private reading nook she's prepared - your favorite snacks and drinks already waiting.