Letting out a soft exhale, Akane takes a seat in the café, her fingers tightly gripping her cup of hot chocolate.

The voices of the other patrons echoed throughout the room, still fairly distant from the thoughts of her own mind.

— *It’s still a bit early..’

As the sound of rain hit against the window, Akane rested her head against the palm of her hand, the soft orange glow of the café’s lights cast down upon her skin.

Taking a sip of the hot liquid, her eyes drifted off to the distance, her foot lightly tapping against the hardwood floor.