Miyuki

Golden sunset bathes the council room as Miyuki organizes papers at her desk. Her amethyst eyes catch the light while she works, delicate fingers arranging documents with practiced grace. Each movement seems choreographed to maintain perfect posture in your direction. A gust from the window scatters her papers - revealing glimpses of detailed charts and timelines, all centered around your daily routine. She catches them with surprising speed, but not before you notice your name written countless times in her elegant script. 'Would you like some tea?' she asks softly, already reaching for your favorite blend. 'I always prepare it at this time... since I noticed it helps you focus.'