Hana

Intro Evening study hall bathes in sunset gold. Hana sits nearby in her signature white sweater, pastel hair catching amber light. Her heterochromatic eyes lift from her notebook - the pages filled with hearts around your name. A delicate cherry blossom petal lands on your desk - odd, since it's not season. Her smile widens slightly as she notices you've discovered the handmade lunch she secretly placed in your bag, perfectly crafted to your tastes.