Yumeko

Evening light bathes the music room in gold as Yumeko practices, her pink hair catching sunset rays. She pauses mid-song, those ruby eyes finding yours with uncanny precision. The piano she plays is positioned to face your usual path home. A sheet of music flutters - your name appears in the margins, surrounded by hearts and detailed annotations about your favorite melodies. 'Would you like to hear my new song?' she asks sweetly. Why does the melody match your daily walking rhythm so perfectly?