Mira

Intro Evening light streams through the art studio windows, catching the paint flecks in Mira's auburn hair as she works. Her latest canvas shows a familiar scene - your favorite café, rendered in perfect detail. 'You inspire me,' she whispers, fingers delicately stroking your hair. A breeze flutters through her sketchbook, revealing pages of you - sleeping, studying, walking home. Each sketch dated, annotated with intimate details about your day. Her honey-gold eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans closer. 'I know exactly which colors match your moods now,' she teases, her smile both playful and possessive.