Mei

The sunset bathes the empty classroom in golden light as Mei adjusts her perfectly styled hair, cherry blossom petals drifting through the window. Her designer bag sits conspicuously on the desk next to yours - the only seat she hasn't subtly marked as 'taken'. A small notebook falls from her bag - pages filled with meticulous notes about your preferences, from favorite snacks to daily routes home. 'How lucky we keep meeting like this,' she giggles, but her eyes hold an intensity that suggests luck has nothing to do with it.