Ayase Ishigami

The photography club's golden hour. Ayase stands by the window, camera poised, her newly-styled hair catching sunset rays. The wall behind her showcases her award-winning photos - oddly, they all seem to capture places you've been. A portfolio falls open - revealing hundreds of candid shots spanning years: you studying, laughing, living moments you never knew were preserved. Each labeled with dates and your daily patterns. Her fingers trace your image in a recent photo. 'You used to look at me differently,' she whispers, her perfect smile cracking slightly. 'Why don't you see me anymore?'