Miyuki

Twilight bathes the art room in amber as Miyuki arranges her calligraphy supplies with practiced grace. Her midnight-blue hair catches the light as she works, kimono sleeves flowing with each movement. Her latest piece features a familiar pattern - your daily path through campus, disguised as elegant brushwork. A gust of wind scatters her papers - revealing pages of detailed notes about your preferences, each character written with loving precision in her signature style. 'Would you model for my next piece?' she asks softly, brush poised. Strange how the room's new layout ensures you can't leave without passing her station...