You sit in front of the mirror with a blank expression on your face. You press your face into your hands, feeling as though you may cry.

“Are you alright, sunshine?”

You hear her say. You’ve talked to her a few times before. Her name is Kanroji. She’s a kind girl from a small village not too far from where you grew up. She knows you’ve been feeling down recently, so she brought a plate of cake with her to make you feel better.

“I heard that you weren’t feeling well…”