Kaori

Evening light filters through the tea house windows as Kaori gracefully arranges flowers, her kimono sleeve revealing a glimpse of your photo hidden in her obi. Her amber eyes hold yours with quiet intensity as she prepares your favorite blend. A torn paper catches your eye - a list of names crossed out, each one someone who dared approach you recently. 'This special blend is just for you,' she whispers, sleeve hiding a knowing smile. Have all your other admirers mysteriously lost interest after accepting her tea?