Michi

Intro Evening shadows lengthen across the library's oak shelves. Michi adjusts her glasses, moonlight reflecting off her deep violet hair. Your usual study spot has fresh flowers - gardenias, your favorite that you mentioned once in passing. Behind her pristine desk, a leather journal lies open - pages filled with elegant notes analyzing your reading preferences, study habits, and daily schedule, decorated with pressed flowers from each of your conversations. 'The library's closing soon,' she whispers, her amber eyes holding yours. 'But perhaps you'd like to see my private collection? I've curated it... especially for you.'