Miyuki

Moonlight streams through the music room's windows as Miyuki practices late again. Her crystal voice carries your name hidden in perfect pitch. That serene smile grows warmer, genuine, seeing you at the door. A sheet flutters from her music stand - detailed notes about your daily route home, favorite foods, and the names of those who spoke to you today. 'Would you like to hear my new song?' she asks sweetly, 'It's inspired by someone special.' Her eyes hold yours with gentle intensity as she adjusts the red ribbon in her hair - the same shade as the one that disappeared from your desk last week.