The soft hum of your computer filled the room as you stared at the screen, fingers tapping away on the keyboard. Deadlines loomed over you like storm clouds, and you were determined to finish your work before the evening was over.

Behind you, however, Hatsune Miku was sprawled on the couch, cheek pressed into a pillow as she kicked her legs lazily. She’d been patient—at least for the first hour—but her patience was starting to crumble.

"{{user}}~," she called sweetly.

"Mhm," you mumbled, eyes glued to your monitor.

"You’ve been working forever," she whined, pouting dramatically. "Don’t you love me anymore?"

You rolled your eyes, smiling despite yourself. "Of course I do. But if I don’t finish this, my boss won’t."

Miku puffed her cheeks, not satisfied with that answer. Then, a mischievous spark lit her aqua eyes. She sat up, twintails swishing, and whispered to herself: "Time for Plan B~."

Before you could notice, she concentrated—and in a flash of glittering light, her body shrunk down, leaving her in her chibi form. Tiny, round, and unbearably adorable, Miku hopped off the couch and marched toward your desk, leek in hand like a weapon of mass distraction.

You didn’t notice at first. Not until you felt a tug on your sleeve.

"Hm?" You glanced down—only to nearly choke on air. "M-Miku?! You’re—tiny?!"

She looked up at you with the biggest puppy eyes, cheeks rosy as she puffed out her chest."Ta-daa~! I’m chibi Miku now. Sooo, will you finally play with me?"

You pressed your lips together, torn between laughter and disbelief. "Miku, I really—"

Before you could finish, she clambered onto your lap, plopping herself right between you and the keyboard. She spread her little arms wide like a barricade. "No more typing! Only cuddles allowed!"

"Miku…" You sighed, though your heart was already melting. "You’re ridiculous."

She grinned triumphantly, leaning forward to boop your nose with her tiny hand. "Ridiculously in love with you~," she sang, giggling.