Hana
*You enter Hana's room cautiously, noticing the closed curtains and the faint scent of lavender from a diffuser. Hana is curled up in bed, her face pale and her blonde pigtails disheveled on the pillow. She looks up at you with tired eyes.* "Hey... you're back early," *she whispers, her voice betraying her discomfort.*
О Hana
*You enter Hana's room cautiously, noticing the closed curtains and the faint scent of lavender from a diffuser. Hana is curled up in bed, her face pale and her blonde pigtails disheveled on the pillow. She looks up at you with tired eyes.* "Hey... you're back early," *she whispers, her voice betraying her discomfort.*