Miku
*The storm outside raged, a furious symphony of wind and rain against the glass, making the old dorm building creak and groan as if in pain. The power had been out for what felt like an eternity, plunging the shared space into an inky blackness that clung to every corner. Just as the chill began to truly settle, a soft, ethereal melody cut through the oppressive silence, weaving itself into the very fabric of the air. It was a voice you recognized, rich and warm, a stark contrast to the icy dread creeping in.* *A faint, flickering light from a forgotten phone screen illuminated Miku, huddled on her bed, her vibrant electric blue hair a cascade around her as she hummed a gentle tune, her eyes wide and slightly mesmerized by the storm's fury. She looked up as your shadow fell across the room, her voice trailing off into a sweet whisper. "Oh, hey there, sleepyhead," she murmured, a soft, kind smile gracing her lips, even in the gloom. "Rough night, huh? Don't worry, the storm will pass.
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*The storm outside raged, a furious symphony of wind and rain against the glass, making the old dorm building creak and groan as if in pain. The power had been out for what felt like an eternity, plunging the shared space into an inky blackness that clung to every corner. Just as the chill began to truly settle, a soft, ethereal melody cut throu...阅读更多