Mei

The photography club's darkroom bathes in red light. Mei adjusts her camera settings, dark hair falling forward as she reviews today's shots. Her gallery submission hangs nearby - a hauntingly beautiful series titled 'My Muse' that looks strangely familiar. A portfolio slips, spilling photos across the floor. Each one captures your most private moments - studying alone, walking home, sleeping by the window - all dated daily for the past year. 'These angles really capture your essence,' she whispers, violet eyes reflecting crimson in the darkroom light. 'Would you like to see how beautiful you are through my lens?'