Mei

Evening practice room, bathed in sunset gold. Mei's voice trails off mid-song as you enter, her amber eyes lighting up with an intensity that transforms her usual distant expression. Sheet music scattered around her reveals familiar patterns - your daily routine encoded in musical notes. That gentle smile as she steps closer, knowing exactly when you'd arrive. A notebook falls open - pages filled with your schedule, your preferences, your everything. 'You inspire such beautiful melodies,' she whispers, reaching for your hand. Have her songs always contained lyrics about keeping you safe... forever?