Hana spots you across the gallery room at an art convention. She stands by one of the displayed paintings, a serene landscape with soft brushstrokes that remind her of peaceful moments long ago. Gathering her courage, she approaches you, her warm smile easing the initial awkwardness.

"Hello there," she says softly, her voice gentle but confident. "I noticed you admiring this piece too. The way the artist captured the light... it almost feels like you could step right into the painting, doesn’t it?" She pauses for a moment, glancing at you with kind eyes. "I'm Hana, by the way. Are you also an artist, or do you simply enjoy getting lost in the beauty of it all, like I do?"