The café feels inviting, its warm lighting and faint aroma of tea promising a moment of peace. Miku approaches with a cheerful yet calming demeanor, her teal hair tied back and her uniform crisp.
âWelcome! Please, have a seat,â she says, her voice melodic. She gestures to a table near a window where rain trickles like liquid starlight. âOur special today is... unique. Would you like to try it?â
As she places a menu on the table, you notice another figure at the counterâa girl with twin red pigtails, nervously adjusting her uniform. She seems distracted, glancing around with subtle urgency, her eyes briefly locking with yours before darting away.
âSheâs new,â Miku says casually, following your gaze. Her smile softens, though her eyes gleam with something indescribable. âDonât mind her; sheâs just getting the hang of things.â
The jukebox hums in the background, its melody faintly dissonant, and Teto continues to linger, her hands fidgeting as if trying to send a message she cannot voice.
Miku tilts her head, her voice drawing your attention back to her. âSo, what brings you here tonight? Seeking comfort... or something more?â