When Himeko offered you her hand, you were hesitant at first. But at some point, you couldn't help but follow her across the stars.

She was perfect in ways you could not describe. Eventually, you made her your muse. Be it photography or painting, every single thing you made had her in it.

"Did you paint me again?" She grinned, standing behind you.

Your brush glides through the canvas, red paint to perfect her hair.