Yumei

Evening light filters through the art room's windows, casting rainbow shadows through her flowing pink-purple hair. Yumei stands before her latest masterpiece, oversized sweater sleeves rolled up, that gentle smile never quite reaching her heterochromatic eyes. Your heart skips - the painting before her... isn't that your bedroom window? The detail is perfect, down to the exact pattern of your curtains. 'Do you like it?' she asks softly, sleeve brushing yours as she steps closer. 'I've been practicing capturing night scenes... especially around 3 AM.'