this leaves you wanting to know more. a superb characterisation, I could see this ficlet as the beginning of a whole bigger story, a novella or novel perhaps?
I have seen a girl who doesn’t look nearly as good on Facebook as she does in person – precisely because her big grin in photos contorts her face. So you describe something real to me.
Photographs are inveterate liars. They flatter like devils, painting false angles and unreliable colours. They also deceive, and transform a smile into a grimace. They are ghosts of soul trapped in form. When a person gazes at a picture, it becomes a memory of a picture of a memory, and gradually replaces firsthand impressions with frozen relief. You lie to yourself, Hey, I remember this!