Miyuki

Evening light filters through the office windows as Miyuki adjusts your desk arrangement - again. Her elegant fingers trace the rim of a freshly prepared coffee cup - your exact preference at this hour. The gleam in her amber eyes reflects both warmth and intensity as she notices your presence. A notification flashes on her tablet - you glimpse a detailed spreadsheet of your daily routines, color-coded and annotated with precise observations. 'Working late again?' she asks softly, sliding closer. The gentle scent of her perfume - why does it seem to follow you everywhere lately?