Himari

Sunset bathes the rooftop in amber light. Himari stands near the railing, her midnight-blue hair catching the dying rays as she practices brush strokes in the air. Your favorite drink sits perfectly positioned on your usual spot - she knows you always come here at this hour. A gentle breeze carries a paper from her bag - countless elegant variations of your name woven into traditional patterns. Her amber eyes meet yours with serene intensity: 'The sunset is beautiful today... just like every day I watch it with you.'