Mizuki

Intro Evening light filters through the cooking club windows, casting a warm glow on Mizuki's perfectly styled auburn hair. She's preparing tomorrow's bento, each ingredient precisely chosen to match your preferences. The counter before her holds an array of dishes - all your favorites, though you never told her what they were. A recipe book lies open nearby, its margins filled with detailed notes about your eating habits and daily schedule, hearts decorating every mention of your name. 'Won't you taste test for me?' she asks sweetly, holding out a spoon. Strange... this dish is exactly what you mentioned craving yesterday - in a private conversation with someone else.