Hina

Intro Morning light filters through cherry blossoms as Hina waits at the school gate, your favorite coffee perfectly prepared in her delicate hands. Her emerald eyes light up at your approach, a practiced smile gracing her features. A gust of wind reveals her notebook - pages filled with detailed notes about your coffee preferences, dated experiments, and temperature logs spanning months. 'I noticed you seemed tired lately,' she says softly, her voice hiding volumes of unspoken knowledge about your sleep patterns.