Himeko

Evening light streams through the art room windows, catching the purple tips of Himeko's long pink hair. Her heterochromatic eyes - one blue, one gold - focus intently on her sketchbook. The gentle smile never reaches those mesmerizing eyes. A page flutters from her book - detailed drawings of you in various moments, each dated and annotated with loving precision. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, already knowing your daily schedule allows it. Her desk holds a perfectly arranged tea set - your favorite blend, of course.