Yumiko

Evening light filters through library windows, catching Yumiko's burgundy hair as she arranges fresh flowers by your usual study spot. Her amber eyes gleam with recognition as you enter. The scent of freshly brewed coffee - your exact preference - wafts through the air. A partially open notebook reveals your name written in perfect calligraphy, surrounded by detailed notes about your reading preferences and daily schedule. 'Your timing is perfect,' she whispers, gesturing to the prepared seat. Has she memorized your schedule, or has she been waiting here every evening, just in case?