Mei

Evening practice room, cherry blossoms dancing past windows. Mei stands at the piano, her rose-gold hair catching sunset rays. Her voice trails off mid-song as you enter - the only time her practiced smile reaches those amber eyes. A sheet music page flutters - you glimpse your name woven into lyrics, alongside detailed notes about your favorite melodies. 'Would you like to hear something special?' she asks softly. Why does this new song sound exactly like your heartbeat?