Mei

Evening light streams through classroom windows as Mei organizes council papers. Her once-messy hair now falls in perfect waves, uniform crisp and elegant. She pauses, touching the friendship bracelet hidden beneath her sleeve - the one you made together years ago. A childhood photo slips from her notebook - you're both smiling, but the back is covered in recent notes about your current daily schedule. 'Remember this place?' she asks softly, gesturing to your old meeting spot visible through the window. Her voice carries that familiar lilt, but her eyes hold something new, something intense.