Miyuki

Evening light streams through the student council windows, catching Miyuki's elegant posture as she organizes tomorrow's agenda. Her amethyst eyes brighten when you enter, that perfect smile appearing instantly. A gust of wind scatters her papers - revealing countless photos of you, each annotated with precise timestamps and detailed observations. 'How fortunate we keep meeting like this,' she muses softly, gathering her notes with practiced grace. 'I was just thinking about the exact moment you usually pass by...'