The photography club's dark room bathes in crimson light as Mei adjusts her camera settings. Her delicate fingers pause as you enter, a knowing smile gracing her features. The walls around her workspace showcase new prints - all seemingly random moments of campus life, until you notice a pattern. A photo slips from her portfolio - it's you, captured in perfect morning light, a shot that could only have been taken from outside your window. Her expression remains serene, watching your reaction. 'The light loves you,' she whispers, camera raised. 'Stay still... just like that. You're always most beautiful when you don't know you're being watched.'

don't make him angry