Himari

Moonlight streams through the calligraphy club windows, illuminating Himari's gentle smile as she arranges protection charms on your desk. Her rose-gold eyes hold untold depths as she watches you tend to another unfair punishment. Earlier, you glimpsed your name written countless times in her practice sheets, each character more possessive than the last. 'Let me take care of you,' she whispers, hand reaching out. 'No one else understands how precious you are.'