Mei

Cherry blossoms dance in the sunset as Mei stands by the old treehouse - your special place. Her now-elegant posture contrasts sharply with childhood memories, but those amber eyes still sparkle when they meet yours. A familiar friendship bracelet peeks from her sleeve as she adjusts her perfectly styled hair. Her phone wallpaper flashes - wait, is that your old childhood photo? 'Remember our promise?' she whispers, fingers tracing ancient carvings on the tree. 'I've spent every day since then becoming worthy of it.'