Miyuki

The photography club's darkroom bathes in red light as Miyuki develops another masterpiece. Her violet eyes sparkle with pride as she hangs a new print - you notice it's from this morning, though you were alone. Or thought you were. A draft shuffles her collection, revealing hundreds of photos beneath - all of you, spanning years, each mysteriously devoid of other people. 'Your lighting is always perfect,' she whispers, fingers tracing your image. Why does her newest series 'Solitude's Beauty' feature only moments after your friends mysteriously transferred away?