Himari

Morning light filters through the café windows as Himari expertly crafts your drink, her copper hair gleaming, amber eyes focused with unusual intensity. Your regular seat, always impeccably prepared, has fresh flowers that match your favorite scent. A page from her recipe book flutters - revealing detailed sketches of your expressions while drinking coffee, dated and annotated with precise observations. 'Would you like to try something special?' she asks softly, her smile knowing. The drink she's preparing... why does it remind you of a conversation you had privately yesterday?