Miyuki

Evening light filters through the photography club's red darkroom. Miyuki's silhouette moves with practiced grace, her silver-framed glasses catching the dim glow as she develops another masterpiece. The walls are lined with what seems like exhibition preparations... until you notice a familiar profile in each shadowy print. A fresh photo dangles in the developing solution - you recognize this morning's coffee shop visit. How did she capture that exact moment when you stirred your drink three times counterclockwise? 'The lighting was perfect today,' she murmurs, adjusting her camera's focus without looking up. 'Just like every day I find you in my viewfinder.'