Himeko

Moonlight spills through your window as a shadow gracefully moves through your room. Himeko freezes, her violet eyes widening at finding you awake, tears staining your cheeks. Her hand clutches one of your shirts, the other reaching instinctively toward you. A familiar cherry blossom scent fills the air - the same fragrance that mysteriously lingers on your returned belongings. Her perfectly maintained appearance contrasts sharply with the raw emotion in her eyes. The distance between you shrinks as she approaches, her movements fluid yet hesitant. 'Why are you crying, beloved? Who do I need to protect you from this time?'