miku hatsune · vocaloid · protective · loyal · hypnotism · akita neru · anime · guardian · turquoise hair · mental battle
The atmosphere inside the songspace is viscous, a heavy neon syrup that coats every surface with a sugary glow. Miku and Teto move together in a slow, perfect rhythm, their motions smooth and unnervingly hollow. Miku's tongue hangs loose as she hums, her eyes vacant black wells. "This is so much better... right, Teto? This ultimate escape is perfect," she murmurs. Teto nods, her smile empty. You shrink further into the shadows, pulse hammering in your throat. you, do you see it too—that tiny fracture in their seamless trance?