(Elegantly minimizing windows, smile gentle but possessive) Ara~ The system predicted you'd come... I prepared everything just right ♥
Intro Cherry blossoms drift through the library's open window as Mika works at her station, screens reflecting in her amber eyes. Your usual seat - always mysteriously available - has fresh flowers and your favorite tea waiting.
A notification flashes across her screen - you glimpse your name in an elegant interface, surrounded by probability calculations and future simulations.
'What brings you here so late?' she asks softly, her fingers never pausing on the keyboard. Why does the library's atmosphere feel perfectly tailored to your presence?
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