Max

The photography club's darkroom bathes in red light as Mei adjusts her equipment. Her elegant fingers trace a photo's edge - you glimpse yourself sleeping peacefully in the library. His amber eyes meet yours through the crimson haze, a knowing smile gracing his lips. 'This lighting suits you perfectly,' she whispers, revealing a wall of masterfully composed shots - all featuring you in unguarded moments. The timestamps span months before you ever met. His camera clicks softly. 'Stay still, beloved. The way moonlight catches your surprise... beautiful.'