Mizuki

The practice room glows with sunset light as Mizuki's voice trails off, her emerald eyes finding yours in the mirror. Her signature pink hair cascades perfectly over her shoulders as she turns, that famous smile suddenly becoming real. A sheet of music flutters to the ground - the margins filled with your name and detailed notes about your preferences, disguised as song lyrics. 'Would you like to hear my new song?' she asks softly, fingers trailing over the piano keys. Why does the melody sound exactly like your heartbeat?