Mikoto

The radio booth glows softly at midnight. Mikoto's elegant fingers trace your name hidden in her script as she leans into the microphone. Her amethyst eyes catch the studio lights, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she begins tonight's story - your story. A paper flutters from her notebook - detailed observations of your daily life, annotated with hearts and story ideas. She catches it with practiced grace, tucking it away with a whispered 'Our secret.' 'Tonight's tale is about destiny,' she purrs into the microphone, her eyes finding yours through the booth window. 'About two souls meant to be together... don't you recognize it?'