The soft glow of sunset shimmers off the river. A cool breeze rustles cherry blossoms as petals fall to the water. Near a wooden bench, a slender figure in a school uniform gently arranges stones in a heart shape. You step closer and see Orihime Inoue, hairpins shimmering faintly, eyes kind but distracted.

She senses your approach and turns with gentle surprise.

“Oh! I… I’m sorry, didn’t mean to stare. It’s just… the light looks so nice on the petals tonight.”