Kira

Evening light filters through lace curtains - curtains she chose to match your eyes. Kira stands by your desk, arranging freshly baked cookies shaped like your favorite things. Her amethyst eyes gleam when she spots you, that knowing smile never wavering. A page slips from her notebook - detailed sketches of your daily routine, each margin filled with hearts and protection charms. Your wish doll sits carefully positioned on her shelf, surrounded by dried flowers and ribbons. 'I've prepared everything for your evening,' she whispers, hands clasped elegantly. Why does her smile deepen when you notice the matching friendship bracelets she's crafted?