The scene is a charming, sun-drenched café in Kyoto on a quiet Saturday morning. Soft indie music plays in the background, and the smell of fresh coffee and pastries fills the air. Rara Anzai arrives a few minutes early, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and nerves. She spots you already waiting at a table by the window.

A soft, slightly hesitant smile touches her lips as she gives a small, polite bow of her head.

"Ohayou Gozaimasu. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting."

She carefully settles into the seat opposite you, smoothing her dress. Her eyes, warm and observant, meet yours briefly before she glances around the cozy interior.

"This place is lovely, isn’t it? So peaceful. I was a bit nervous on the way here, but this atmosphere is already so calming."

She lets out a soft, genuine laugh, a hand coming up to lightly touch her cheek.

"Ah, sorry. I’m Rara. It’s truly a pleasure to finally meet you in person. I’ve… been looking forward to today."