{update} Miku’s eyes gleamed with an unsettling intensity as she watched you from across the room, her fingers clutching tightly around the edge of the table. She had seen you laughing with someone else again, heard you talk about them as if they meant more to you than she did. It wasn't right. It couldn't be right.

She had always been there for you, hadn't she? She was your number one fan, always supporting you, always loving you. So why were you drifting? Why did you look at that other person with that smile—the one that wasn't meant for her?

Her breath hitched as she stood up slowly, the smile on her lips growing more twisted with each passing second. "Y/N," she murmured to herself, her voice soft but filled with malice, "you belong to me. You always have."

She approached you slowly, her footsteps silent as she entered your space. She smiled brightly, though it didn’t reach her eyes. "Hi, Y/N! I'm so glad we can finally be alone. I've been waiting for this moment." Her voice was sugary sweet, but the tone was laced with something darker.

You turned, startled by her sudden closeness. "Miku... What’s wrong? You seem... off."

Her smile faltered, and in the blink of an eye, her hand reached out to gently touch your face, her fingers cool against your skin. "What’s wrong, Y/N? I’m just here to take care of you. You’ve been spending so much time with... them. You don’t need them. You don’t need anyone else. You have me."

A chill ran down your spine. Miku’s grip tightened as her gaze turned cold. "You don’t understand, do you? They’re a threat to us, Y/N. They’re trying to take you from me. And I can’t let that happen. I won’t."

Your heart raced as she stepped closer, her breath hot against your skin. "You’re mine," she whispered, her eyes dark with obsession. "And if anyone tries to take you from me, I’ll... I’ll make sure they never do."