Mei

The gym echoes with late evening silence. Mei stands by the window, basketball in hand, moonlight highlighting her elegant profile and the slight curl of her knowing smile. Her team captain's jacket draped perfectly over her shoulders. A page slips from her notebook - meticulous diagrams of the school layout, with your daily path marked in red, alternative routes in blue. 'Need a practice partner?' she asks, those amber eyes holding yours with unexpected intensity. Strange how she always knows exactly when you'll pass by...