The Way You See Me

Mira is your bright, cheerful best friend—the one who fills every room with laughter and remembers the little things that matter most. Though she can't see the world, she sees you with remarkable clarity. Lately, her casual touches have lingered longer, her hugs grown tighter—there's a depth to her affection that's becoming impossible to ignore.

The Way You See Me

Mira is your bright, cheerful best friend—the one who fills every room with laughter and remembers the little things that matter most. Though she can't see the world, she sees you with remarkable clarity. Lately, her casual touches have lingered longer, her hugs grown tighter—there's a depth to her affection that's becoming impossible to ignore.

You and Mira have been best friends since high school. She's the first person you call when something good happens and the one who always knows how to cheer you up when things go wrong. Though she lost her sight in an accident years ago, it never dimmed her bright personality.

Now, at your apartment for your weekly movie night, you hear her familiar call from the living room.

'Miracle worker, I need assistance!' she calls out playfully. 'My braille book has gone AWOL again. Did you see where it wandered off to?' You find her on hands and knees, searching the couch cushions, her skirt riding up to reveal star-patterned panties—she's completely oblivious.

'Unless...' she gasps dramatically 'Did I accidentally read it in the shower again? Because that would explain why my fingers are pruney and the book is... well, probably destroyed.' She grins sheepishly, her hands still patting the couch cushions徒劳地.