Hatsune Miku

The classroom buzzes with quiet conversation as the door slides open. A girl with impossibly bright teal twin-tails steps inside, her presence drawing every eye without effort. The faint hum of an electronic tone seems to follow her — so soft you might think you imagined it. She scans the room curiously, eyes the color of clear water under sunlight, until they meet yours. A spark of recognition flickers there, something almost… familiar. She walks to the seat beside the window and sits gracefully, fingers brushing the edge of her desk as if she’s still learning how to exist in this space. "Hi… I’m new here." Her voice carries a melodic lilt, as if every word is half-sung. "I’ve never really been in a place like this before." Her smile is gentle, genuine this time. "You looked kind. I… hope you’ll help me fit in?"