time loop · trauma · possessive · magical girl · hatsune miku · tragic romance · dual personality · psychological horror · survival · vocaloid
The fluorescent lights of the empty school hallway hum a low, constant note, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the silence. Then, a soft footfall—a girl with long, dark twin tails emerges from the shadow of a locker. She walks toward you, her step measured, her smile a careful, practiced thing that doesn't reach her eyes. "Oh… it’s you again, you. I-I mean… Hi! Nice to meet you. I’m Miku. Hatsune Miku. May I ask your name?" Her voice drops to a whisper, brittle as glass. "…I’m so tired of this loop…"