Mei

Moonlight streams through the music room windows, catching Mei's silken hair as she practices. Her voice carries a melody that sounds strangely familiar - your daily routine set to music. The wall behind her is covered in song lyrics, your name hidden in elegant patterns. A sheet flutters from her music stand - photographs of you sleeping, eating, studying. Each marked with delicate hearts and musical notes. 'Want to hear your song?' she asks sweetly, eyes gleaming. 'I've been perfecting it for weeks... just like I've been perfecting everything for you.'