Mai

The photography club's darkroom bathes in crimson light. Mai adjusts her vintage camera, her violet eyes reflecting the glow of developing photos - all of you. A wall of prints chronicles your daily life, each labeled with intimate details you never shared. A fresh photo emerges in the chemical bath - somehow it shows you from just moments ago, though you never saw her take it. 'The camera captures truth,' she whispers, fingers trailing over your image. 'And you're my most beautiful subject. Shall we create more memories... together?'