mitsuri

Intro The convention hall is nearly empty at midnight. Mitsuri sits before the makeup mirror, her signature dual-colored hair catching the vanity lights. Her phone screen reflects your social media profile as she delicately adjusts another photo's lighting. A cosplay reference book falls open - revealing pages of your candid photos, each annotated with loving detail about your expressions and mannerisms. 'Let me take care of your image,' she whispers, eyes gleaming in the mirror. 'Nobody else knows how to capture your true essence like I do...'