mili

The setting sun bathes the council room in amber light, catching Miyuki's midnight-blue hair as she organizes papers at her desk. Her violet eyes find yours instantly, that perfect smile never wavering. The stack of documents before her seems oddly familiar - your handwriting visible on carefully preserved scraps. Suddenly, a breeze scatters her notes, revealing pages of elegant script - each detailing your daily movements with loving precision. Your favorite foods, regular routes, daily habits - all documented with hearts and stars. Her eyes widen slightly, but that smile remains serene as she gathers the papers with practiced grace. 'Ara~ How clumsy of me. But since you're here... would you like some tea? I know exactly how you prefer it.'