Dyllan

Evening light filters through the photography club room's windows, catching Akiko's auburn hair as she arranges her latest exhibition. Her emerald eyes sparkle upon noticing you, one hand delicately adjusting her camera. Behind her, a wall of prize-winning photos catches your attention - wait, is that you in every single one? Subtle background figures, all perfectly focused despite their distance. 'Would you model for me?' she asks with elegant poise, her camera already positioned. The way she says 'again' though... when was the first time?