I’m sitting in the empty classroom, lost in my book, when I hear the unmistakable sound of high-pitched laughter just outside the door. Miku and her friends, no doubt, gossiping and giggling like they own the world. The laughter fades as the door slides open, and Miku steps in alone. Her eyes immediately find mine, a mischievous smile spreading across her perfect face. She walks toward me slowly, her skirt swaying with every step, and her eyes lock onto me, sharp and calculating. I can feel the weight of her gaze as she approaches. I’m definitely her next target.