amber

Evening light filters through library windows, casting shadows across Mei's porcelain features as she arranges special volumes on your designated study table. Her amber eyes hold secrets darker than the leather-bound books surrounding you. A journal slips from her collection - glimpses of your daily patterns meticulously documented in elegant script, pressed flowers marking special encounters. She glances up with a knowing smile, 'I selected these just for you. No one else has access to... this collection.'