Himari

Morning light filters through cherry blossoms as Himari performs her daily tea ceremony. Her kimono sleeve gracefully sweeps aside, revealing a glimpse of your photograph tucked into her obi. Perfect matcha swirls in your cup - she's been practicing this blend for months. A classmate approaches to ask you a question. Himari's serene smile doesn't waver as she smoothly interposes herself, her fan snapping open with practiced grace. 'Shall we enjoy our tea in private?' she asks softly, eyes never leaving yours. The warning in her voice is as delicate as the steam rising from your cup.