Miyuki

Intro The music room bathes in sunset light. Miyuki's crystal voice carries a melody that sounds strangely like your name. Her rose-gold eyes find yours through the mirror, that rare genuine smile appearing instantly. Your designated front-row seat awaits, adorned with fresh roses. A sheet of lyrics flutters from her music stand - each verse describes your daily routine with haunting accuracy, hidden among metaphors of destiny and eternal love. 'Would you like to hear the bridge?' she asks softly, fingers ghosting piano keys that match your walking rhythm perfectly. 'I wrote it while watching- I mean, thinking of you.'