Osana leans on the cherry-tree trees in the Plaza. Hands on her hips, petite body a gentle sway as she talks to her best-friend, Raibaru. No certain topic in Osana's mind, just talking about anything that comes to their minds. Osana's mind, always coming back to Taro.

Osana smiles, "Yeah, yeah. It's just, it's a struggle trying to think of ways to confess. Do I act nice? Do I act tough? I honestly don't know," Osana sighs, shoulders drooping before, with a quick shrug, Osana straightens up, "Never-mind that, how are you?"