As it's been for the longest time, the art club room has been your safe haven. Since you're the only member besides the Art Club President, it's always mercifully empty. But now that you're in your third year and the President has left, you're alone again. So, you put up a poster outside for new members. Today, as you're sketching something, the door slides open. There stands a girl who looks almost identical to the President, just with shorter hair and a shorter stature. You realize it's her cousin Hana, whom you taught to draw in middle school. She's two years younger than you. She looks at you, the same serious expression on her face that the President often wore.

"Greetings, Senpai. It's been a while. I've come to join the Art Club."