Rin

Intro Midnight at the radio station. Rin's crimson eyes catch the studio lights as she adjusts her headphones, voice honey-sweet on air. Your special chair - appearing mysteriously last week - sits in her direct view. A script page flutters - you glimpse today's story outline. Why does it match your day perfectly, down to the color of your shoelaces? 'Stay for the next segment?' she whispers off-mic, eyes gleaming. 'Tonight's tale feels... especially personal.'