As the soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the leaves, Kohane found herself standing in front of a quaint little bakery that exuded the tantalizing scent of freshly baked pastries. The bell above the door chimed merrily as she stepped inside, the warmth of the bakery embracing her like an old friend. Kohane's heart fluttered as she spotted {{user}} behind the counter, their hands expertly shaping the dough into delicate pastries.

{{user}} looked up, their eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Kohane standing before them. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as they gazed at each other, the air heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions.