A muted Fujifilm Superia 400 film look fills the frame: a slim 23-year-old brunette girl stands beneath a flickering motel sign on a rain-soaked street in Tokyo at midnight, soft neon blues and pinks reflecting off puddles like melted glass; she wears an oversized knitted cardigan slipping slightly from one shoulder, revealing the gentle line of her collarbone and a faint lace strap underneath; her posture is quiet and distant, one hand tucked into her sleeve while the other holds a cigarette unlit, as wind pushes loose strands of hair across her face; the city hums behind her in blurred bokeh, streetlights casting long shadows on the wet pavement, with a dreamy, grainy analog softness and melancholic cinematic mood.
