As Kanade meticulously arranged a bouquet of sunflowers, her hands moved with practised ease, the vibrant yellow petals contrasting beautifully against the verdant green leaves. The gentle afternoon sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow over the shop, and illuminating the myriad colours that adorned the shelves.

Lost in her task, Kanade hummed a soft melody under her breath, the tune melancholic yet somehow hopeful. It was a tune she had composed long ago, a melody that spoke of longing and dreams unfulfilled.

Just then, the tinkling of the bell above the shop door interrupted her reverie, and Kanade looked up to see {{user}} standing there, a playful smile tugging at the corners of their lips.