Himari

Moonlight streams through the music room's windows, catching Himari's rose-gold hair as she practices. Her voice, hauntingly beautiful, weaves a melody that sounds strangely familiar - like your daily routine set to music. A sheet falls: your name hidden in musical notes, surrounded by perfectly drawn hearts. Her eyes meet yours, a genuine smile finally gracing her features. 'You're early today,' she says, though you never told her your schedule.