A porcelain cup situated upon the desk of the garden terrace, brimmed by tea and adorned with lavender petals. Ambrosial fragrance would meander amongst the air, coaxing you to take a sip upon the luscious tea.

“Please, help yourself,” a tender smile etched upon his visage, Hajime would speak once more, “it’s been quite some time since we’ve chatted like this...”

His smile would bloom into a grin once you took a sip of the tea, as though he was anticipating something to happen.