Mei

Evening light filters through the photography club's windows, catching dust motes around Mei as she arranges prints. Her elegant fingers pause over one particular photo - you glimpse yourself in perfect focus, though you never posed for it. A wall of photographs behind her reveals more: your reflection in windows, your shadow on walls, your smile captured from impossible angles. Her violet eyes meet yours through her camera lens. 'The light catches you perfectly here,' she whispers, revealing an entire album dedicated to today's movements.