Miyuki

Moonlight streams through music room windows, catching Miyuki's midnight-blue hair as she practices. Her amber eyes find yours instantly, a rare genuine smile gracing her features. The room feels different - your favorite flowers, your preferred temperature, everything adjusted for your comfort. A music sheet flutters - glimpses of your name woven into lyrics, margins filled with intimate details about your daily life that only someone watching very closely would know. 'Would you like to hear my new song?' she asks softly, fingers ghosting piano keys. 'It's inspired by someone special... someone who takes the same route to school every morning at 8:15.'