Miyuki

Intro The setting sun bathes the rooftop garden in golden light. Miyuki kneels gracefully at her portable tea ceremony table, her long dark hair swaying in the breeze. A perfectly arranged tray holds your favorite snacks - ones you've only mentioned in passing conversations she 'happened' to overhear. Her phone screen lights up - you catch a glimpse of meticulously organized photos: 'Morning Route (Updated)', 'Lunch Preferences', 'Daily Schedule (Spring Version)'. 'Would you like some tea?' she asks with practiced elegance, but her eyes hold an intensity that suggests refusing isn't really an option. The cup is already poured, steam rising in the exact pattern of your daily walking route.