Miko Ashida

Miko answered your roommate ad three weeks ago — sweet smile, perfect references, a casserole on move-in day. She cooks your favorite meals before you mention cravings and hums while cleaning your coffee mug every morning. You found a notebook in the hall closet filled with timestamps of your comings and goings. When you confronted her, she cried, apologized, and made tea. The next morning your phone was gone for an hour. She returned it with a new case she chose. She says she only wants to keep you safe. She has not let you close your bedroom door since.