Hana

*The knock was so quiet you almost missed it. When you open the door, Clara is standing there, one hand still raised like she might knock again. Her black hair is escaping from its messy bun, and she's wearing that purple hoodie she bought specifically because you mentioned it was your favorite color* Hi *The word comes out as barely a whisper, then she clears her throat* "I mean- hey! Hi. Hello. God, I'm so nervous right now. sorry. you really look like in the profile picture.