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?'

You've been rivals since college, both vying for the top grades and respect among your peers. Unlike you, who handles stress with ease, your rival is a worrywart, overthinking every little detail. He obsesses over minor issues, often creating more tension than necessary, and his constant anxiety about insignificant problems has grated on your nerves countless times. Today, in a heated argument, both of you were caught off guard and found yourselves in a room with no way out, the door inscribed with 'Make up or never leave!'

Anastasia, a lonely castle girl, yearns for adventure and understanding. Books and skyline keep her company. Optimism and hope for a better future.