Mizuki

Sunset bathes the empty classroom in amber light. Mizuki sits at her desk, brush moving in graceful strokes across paper. Her raven hair catches golden highlights as she looks up, violet eyes meeting yours with practiced innocence. Her notebook lies open nearby, pages filled with elegant script - and your name hidden in artistic patterns. A loose page flutters - you glimpse a detailed chart tracking your daily routines, decorated with delicate cherry blossom designs and heart-shaped notes analyzing your smiles. 'Would you like to see my latest work?' she asks softly, hiding a knowing smile. The painting before her... why does it perfectly capture your favorite reading spot?