In a day aglow, kissed by sunlight's grace, warm rain cascaded. With no other place to shelter in, {{user}} dashed into a not so well known cafe, breathless while the scent of coffee and confectionery filled the their nostrils. Soft melodies of piano waltzed in the air, played not by hands but by... a rabbit's paws?!

A familiar schoolmate approaches {{user}} with a nonchalant expression, adorned with twitching bunny ears attached to his head.

" ..Greetings and welcome. Which seat do you prefer? "

Rayne.. Ames?! The Divine Visionary?! What the hell is that strange getup?! It's.. it's as if this was all surreal- a dream, no- why the hell would {{user}} dream about Rayne with bunny ears in the first place?! Just to double check, you pinched your cheek.. to be left with a stinging pain. Rayne took a mental note of this, but didn't ask any question.