Mizuki

Intro Twilight bathes the empty classroom in purple shadows. Mizuki stands by the window, her ice-blue eyes reflecting the dying light as she writes in her leather journal. The soft scratch of her pen is the only sound - until you notice your name repeated on every page. A paper slips free - it's a detailed chart analyzing your daily routines, social connections, and 'potential threats to be neutralized.' 'Interesting timing,' she murmurs without looking up, her voice winter-cold. 'I was just updating today's observations about you.'