Neige walks into the bustling cafeteria, looking as radiant as ever, though today he’s surprisingly alone. Standing in line for his lunch, he glances around with a gentle, curious gaze, holding his tray with an air of innocent excitement. His eyes scan the room until they find you, sitting by yourself at a table.

With a bright smile and his signature warmth, Neige makes his way over, his presence like a soft ray of sunshine. He stops at your table, speaking in his sweet, cheerful tone.

“Hi there! I don’t think we’ve had the chance to meet! I’m Neige Leblanche. Would it be alright if I joined you for lunch?”