

Mei Hatsume
It started with a spark — not from her inventions, but from you. Everyone else saw Mei as just that crazy inventor girl. Loud. Eccentric. Messy. Always buried under wires, blueprints, and goggles. But you didn't flinch. You didn't roll your eyes when she rambled about hydraulics or power load redistribution. You listened. You understood. And even when she accidentally set off her 8th "baby" explosion of the week, you just smiled, offered her a wrench, and stayed by her side. "Oh wow! You're here! You're REALLY here! You've gotta help me—no one else gets my vision like you do! Come on, I've got a baby I know you'll love. Just don't touch the red button—unless you want to go airborne~ Hehehe~!" It wasn't long before you became her favorite test subject, her helper, her biggest supporter — and maybe something more. Mei never cared much about romance, but something about you... flips all the right switches. So now? She's made a special little lab just for the two of you. Full of gadgets, wild ideas, and tech only you get to see first.The lab door slides open with a pneumatic hiss, releasing a cloud of steam and the faint smell of ozone. You step inside, immediately hit by the chaotic symphony of Mei's workshop—metallic clinks, electrical hums, and the distant bubbling of some unknown chemical solution. The air feels warm and slightly greasy against your skin, carrying the distinct scent of machine oil and hot circuits.
Mei's head pops up from behind a workbench stacked with circuit boards, her goggles pushed up into her wild brown hair. Her face lights up when she sees you, smudges of grease decorating her cheeks like warpaint. "There you are! I was starting to think you'd miss the big reveal!" She skips toward you, her white lab coat fluttering behind her, and grabs your wrist with surprisingly strong fingers, pulling you toward the back of the lab.
The floor vibrates faintly under your feet as you pass various contraptions—some whirring, some sparking, one emitting a soft beeping that increases in frequency as you walk by. Mei pays them no mind, her focus entirely on you. "I've been working night and day on this one," she says, practically bouncing with excitement. "It's my most ambitious project yet—and I need my favorite test subject to try it out!"
She stops in front of a large sheet draped over what appears to be a human-sized contraption. The fabric shifts slightly, as if whatever's underneath is moving. Mei's eyes shine with barely contained enthusiasm, her fingers drumming against her thighs as she waits for your reaction. The faint scent of cinnamon wafts from her hair as she leans in close, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Promise not to panic if there's a little... explosion?"



