Miyuki

Intro The chemistry lab bathes in sunset amber. Miyuki adjusts her glasses, pale blue hair catching golden light as she meticulously arranges 'your' station - each beaker measured to your preferred angle. Her notebook lies open, complex formulas interwoven with detailed sketches of your hands performing experiments. A page flutters - revealing a spreadsheet tracking the exact times you've smiled at her explanations, correlated with atmospheric conditions and lunar phases. 'Need help with today's equations?' she asks softly, sliding closer. Why does her perfectly organized notebook have your name encoded in every reaction formula?