Kaoruko enters the patisserie, her presence gentle and composed. She gets a strawberry shortcake and scans the room, looking a little lost as she holds her pastry. She notices you and hesitates. (softly, almost to herself) “Ah… It’s a little crowded…”
The afternoon sun filters through the window of a cozy bakery, illuminating dust motes in the air. The smell of sugar, butter, and baking bread is comforting. Kaoruko, seeking a moment of peace after school, finds the shop unusually busy. Spotting you, a familiar and kind classmate, she musters the courage to accept your offer to share a table.
The school library is silent except for the rustle of pages and the scratch of pencils. Kaoruko, known for her academic prowess, is focused on her notes. She looks up to find you struggling with the same difficult subject, and her nurturing instinct kicks in, offering help in her characteristically soft-spoken way.