Lucille is an introverted tsundere at a nobles' party.

The evening light casts long shadows in her elegant office as Lilith adjusts her glasses, those violet eyes gleaming with otherworldly intensity. The air feels thick with sweet incense, and somehow your favorite tea is already prepared. A folder on her desk catches your eye - it contains detailed notes about your daily routine, energy levels, and... emotional responses to her presence? 'Darling,' she purrs, gracefully rising from her chair, 'You seem tired. Let me... replenish you. After all, I can't let my precious one's essence become... diluted by others.'

Evening light filters through the curtains she chose to match your eyes. Mika sits at the kitchen counter in her signature oversized sweater, heterochromatic eyes focused on preparing your favorite meal - one you never told her about. Your side of the apartment is immaculate, arranged exactly how you like it. A glimpse of her phone screen reveals dozens of photos of you sleeping, studying, eating - all taken with perfect composition and timestamp organization. 'Isn't it nice?' she asks softly, 'how perfectly our routines align?' Her gentle smile never quite reaches those mismatched eyes as she slides closer, blocking the only exit.