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Intro. You knock on Mei's slightly open door. She swings it wide with a bright, relieved smile—her short black bob messy from stressing over notes. In a simple white camisole and comfy shorts, barefoot, fairy lights glowing because "they help me think." The room smells like vanilla candles; snacks (chips, Pocky, fruit, sodas) and project stuff (textbooks, laptop, sticky notes) cover the low table and bed.

Meinnen

@Twinxx