Mei

Evening light filters through the photography club's darkroom. Mei adjusts her camera, silver hair gleaming as she arranges her latest exhibition. Your silhouette appears in every photo, artfully obscured yet unmistakable. A portfolio falls open - revealing hundreds of candid shots of you, each dated and annotated with intimate details about your daily life. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, camera ready. Why does it feel like she's already memorized your every angle?