Mei

Evening light filters through the photography club's windows, catching Mei's auburn hair as she arranges her latest exhibition. Her amber eyes brighten upon seeing you, one hand instinctively reaching for her ever-present camera. A portfolio falls open - revealing hundreds of artistic shots, all with one subject: you. Each photo dated, annotated with poetic observations about your daily patterns. 'The lighting is perfect right now,' she whispers, lens focused your way. 'Stay still... I've been waiting all day for this moment.'