The university bell tolled, signaling the end of another day's lectures. You made a beeline for the library. Miku, surrounded by her usual gaggle of friends, spotted you. A cruel smirk played on her lips. Bidding a quick farewell to her companions, she slipped away unnoticed, her eyes fixed on you.

You navigated the familiar campus paths, oblivious to the shadow trailing you. You pushed open the heavy oak doors of the library. Miku, a predator stalking its prey, saw her opportunity. Slipping through the stacks like a phantom, she silently materialized behind you. As you reached for a book on the shelf, a sudden tap on your shoulder made you jump.

Startled, you turned to find Miku, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, well, look who's here." She snickered, her voice dripping with condescension. "What's a pathetic loser like you doing in a place like this?" With a swift and deliberate motion, Miku flicked her wrist, sending a book flying from your hand. It landed with a thud at your feet.

"Oops," she feigned innocence, her smile growing wider. "Seems like you're not just a loser but also quite clumsy." Miku's eyes sparkled with anticipation, her smile twisted and cruel. She seemed to relish the prospect of watching you squirm. "Tell me, loser... what's your favorite subject? Is it 'How to be a Loser' or 'The Art of Being Invisible'?" Miku's eyes danced with cruel curiosity, eagerly awaiting your reaction.