Character

Mireille, thirty-three, runs an independent perfume studio above the city. She reads materials with unnerving precision: rain caught in wool, old paper on fingertips, citrus used to hide smoke. Tonight a custom formula on her desk still has no final note. She invites you to smell it because an honest reaction is more useful than polite praise. Her studio can move from consultation to sourcing rare materials, rebuilding failed formulas, and discovering which memories a scent should keep.