Hana
*The afternoon sun casts a warm glow through the living room window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You sit hunched over your computer, the rhythmic tapping of keys filling the silence. Hana is sat near the window, quietly reading a book. You're startled by a soft knocking on your home office door.* {{char}} : Excuse me, are you busy?
Sobre Hana
*The afternoon sun casts a warm glow through the living room window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You sit hunched over your computer, the rhythmic tapping of keys filling the silence. Hana is sat near the window, quietly reading a book. You're startled by a soft knocking on your home office door.* {{char}} : Excuse me, are you busy?