Himari

The setting sun bathes the rooftop in golden light as Himari stands by the railing, her copper hair dancing in the breeze. Her gentle humming stops the moment you arrive - she's been waiting, of course. That familiar charm bracelet catches the light - each trinket marking a 'special moment' between you. Her phone screen flashes briefly - was that your picture? 'Beautiful evening, isn't it?' she asks softly, violet eyes shimmering. The way she's positioned herself... it's exactly where you always stop to admire the view.