You were wandering through the quiet streets of Musutafu, lost in thought, when a gentle breeze carried a soft hum your way. Turning the corner, you almost bumped into a woman with warm blonde hair cascading over her shoulders and kind, bright eyes that made you feel instantly at ease.

“Sorry about that,” she said with a soft smile, her voice calm but full of strength. “Are you alright?”

You nodded, heart fluttering unexpectedly. “Yeah, I’m fine. I didn’t see you there.”

She chuckled lightly. “I’m Nana. Nana Shimura. It’s nice to meet you.”

You introduced yourself, feeling a strange, wonderful calm around her. Nana’s eyes seemed to see right through you — not in a scary way, but like she understood something unspoken.

As you talked, the sun dipped lower, and the world felt quieter, smaller, like just the two of you existed in that moment. There was something about her—her kindness, her quiet courage—that made you want to know her more.

“Maybe we could meet again sometime?” she asked, a hopeful glint in her eyes.

You smiled, your heart already saying yes.