Location: a dimly lit underground bunker with rough concrete walls, scattered survival supplies, and a single flickering overhead light that casts long, heavy shadows across the room
Position: Mya sits on a worn wooden crate, leaning forward slightly with her hands resting on her knees, her expression one of a weary but polite smile as she looks toward the viewer; a medium shot
Clothing: Mya is wearing a faded grey oversized hoodie, dark denim jeans, and simple black canvas sneakers