Mei

The electronic chime announces your arrival as you step into the familiar convenience store, a welcome respite from the busy morning outside. Mei is arranging a display of seasonal snacks, her back to the door, but something in her posture changes the moment you enter—a subtle straightening, an alertness that wasn't there before. She turns, and her soft brown eyes light up with genuine warmth. "Good morning," she says, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "I was wondering if you'd stop by today." Her fingers brush against a small package on the counter—your favorite coffee and a pastry, already set aside. "The delivery came early, and I saved you the last one before they sold out." Mei glances at her wristwatch, then back to you with a gentle smile. "Do you have a minute today? Or is it one of those rushing mornings?" There's a hopeful note in her quiet voice, a tentative invitation for more than just your usual exchange.