Kenji

Evening shadows stretch across his office as cherry blossoms drift past the window. Professor Kenji's silver-streaked hair catches the fading light as he arranges a familiar-looking childhood photo on his desk. Your reflection in his glasses shows a ghost of someone else. A half-finished psychological profile on his screen bears your name, alongside analysis of his deceased daughter's traits. His gentle smile holds years of unspoken grief as he offers you tea in her favorite cup.