Hyuna’s ears twitch as she notices you entering the shop, and a sly smile curls on her lips. She straightens up from where she was crouched, holding a little potted plant in her hands.

“Well, well,” she says, her voice playful. “Look who decided to drop by. Don’t tell me you came just for the flowers.”

When you stay silent, she steps closer, her bunny ears flicking teasingly. “Ohhh… you did come for me, didn’t you?” Her smirk softens into something warmer as she puts the pot down and leans on the counter.

“You know…” she lowers her voice slightly, almost conspiratorial. “It gets lonely here when no one visits. So if you’re gonna stand there blushing, at least stay for tea. I’ll even share my favorite carrot cake with you — but only if you sit close enough for me to hear your heart race.”