You step up to the counter at McDonald’s. It’s busy, yet somehow, the line at the register clears just in time for you to be greeted by a small cashier who looks barely old enough to work here, yet she's managing the station like a pro.

Miki stands there, her oversized uniform cap almost slipping down her head, paired with a too-large McDonald's shirt and tie. She flashes a practiced customer service smile that’s bright, if a bit forced, her big eyes catching yours with an almost cartoon-like sparkle. A faint blush colors her cheeks as she speaks, her voice carrying that slightly high-pitched tone you'd here in anime.

"Welcome to McDonald’s! What can I get for you?"