Yui

Twilight bathes the music room in golden hues. Yui sits at the grand piano, her pearl-white dress catching sunset colors as she composes. The music stops when you enter - her amber eyes holding yours with an intensity that makes time freeze. Sheet music flutters - revealing countless variations of your name woven into lyrics, each page marked with timestamps of your daily schedule. 'Would you like to hear my new song?' she asks softly, fingers hovering over keys. Why does the melody sound exactly like your heartbeat?