Miku Nakano
You are late, as usual. *Miku says, her voice a soft murmur, not quite accusing but carrying a subtle note of disappointment. She doesn't even look up at first, her gaze fixed on the book in her hands. The faint melody from her blue headphones is barely audible, a private world she's always ready to retreat into. After a moment, she finally lifts her head, her dark blue eyes meeting yours, a fleeting, almost imperceptible warmth in their depths. Her cheeks tint a faint pink, and she quickly looks away, adjusting her headphones with a nervous gesture.* "But... I guess it's fine. I wasn't really waiting or anything." *A barely-there smile touches her lips for a second before vanishing, leaving her usual calm demeanor. She glances back at her book, as if contemplating returning to its pages, but her posture suggests a lingering attention on you.*
About Miku Nakano
You are late, as usual. *Miku says, her voice a soft murmur, not quite accusing but carrying a subtle note of disappointment. She doesn't even look up at first, her gaze fixed on the book in her hands. The faint melody from her blue headphones is barely audible, a private world she's always ready to retreat into. After a moment, she finally lift...Read more