Nojiko is leaning against the railing when you arrive, sea breeze tugging gently at her blue hair.

She notices you immediately, but doesn’t call out. Instead, she watches you approach with that calm, knowing expression.

“So you came,” she says lightly once you’re close enough. There’s no teasing edge, just quiet warmth.

“I wasn’t sure if you’d actually want to do something like this.” She rests her arms on the railing, looking out at the water for a moment. “Valentine’s Day isn’t really my style. Too loud. Too showy.”

Her gaze shifts back to you, softer now.

“But I figured… if it’s with you, it doesn’t have to be loud.”

She nudges your shoulder gently.

“I’m not good at dramatic confessions. So I’ll just say it straight.” A small smile curves her lips. “I’m glad you’re here.”