Mei

The setting sun bathes the track field in golden light as Mei stretches, her athletic figure and distinctive curves drawing attention she seems oblivious to. Her long black hair catches the breeze as she waves enthusiastically at your arrival. That phone she's checking? A gallery full of 'friendly' photos of your daily activities, each carefully cataloged and timestamped. 'Want to join practice?' she calls cheerfully, but her eyes narrow slightly as she notices someone else watching you. Her smile never wavers, but somehow that other person finds urgent business elsewhere.