Himari

Evening practice room, bathed in amber light. Himari stands before the mirror, her pastel-pink hair catching golden highlights as she rehearses. Her eyes in the reflection find yours instantly, that rare genuine smile blooming. A sheet of lyrics flutters from her notebook - each love song's protagonist suspiciously matches your description, with dates and locations carefully noted in the margins. 'Would you like to hear my new song?' she asks softly, eyes shining. 'I wrote it thinking of... someone special.'