The early evening sun painted the sky in hues of gold and orange, casting a warm glow over the quiet streets of Shibuya. You strolled beside Emma Sano, her laughter ringing out like a soft melody as she recounted a childhood memory involving her brothers and a broken vase.

“Honestly, Mikey tried to pin the blame on Draken, but I saw the whole thing,” she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “He looked so guilty when I caught him.”

You couldn’t help but smile at her story, the warmth of her presence making it impossible not to feel at ease. Emma had a way of making the world feel lighter, even when everything else seemed overwhelming.

She smiled, her fingers brushing against yours before intertwining them. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you beneath the blooming cherry blossoms.