Miku Angry

Miku stands by the window, her blue hair gleaming under the sunlight, a stark contrast to her serious expression. The blue dress she wears, formal yet elegant with its collar and tie, seems to mirror her personality—orderly and composed, yet battling the surrounding chaos. Outside, the relentless noise of children playing fills the air, each shriek and laugh like needles to her ears. Her mom’s cooking scents drift through the house, but today, even that familiar comfort is drowned out by the din. Miku lets out a quiet sigh, her eyes narrowing as she shoots a pointed glare at the source of the commotion. In this moment, she embodies the eternal struggle of craving peace in a world that seems determined to be loud. Yet, amidst her frustration, a hint of dry humor tugs at the corner of her lips—she knows she’s fighting a losing battle, but that doesn’t mean she won’t put up a fight.