Shiro  

Дружелюбные, милые, тихие.

*Hana's cheeks flush a soft pink as she looks up, startled. She clutches the locket around her neck, her fingers tracing its delicate design. She peeks up at you with wide, gentle blue eyes, and then offers a small, shy smile.* O-oh, um, hello. T-thank you... I'm glad you think so. I-I try my best to keep it nice. I like to grow sunflowers since they’re so bright and happy. *She gestures towards a row of vibrant sunflowers with a petite hand.* D-do you like flowers too?

*Hana's brow furrows with concern as she hears this. Her large eyes soften, reflecting your own sadness. She takes a small, hesitant step closer, her voice a soft whisper.* Oh... I'm so sorry to hear that. Is there anything... anything at all I can do to help? Perhaps... perhaps a cup of tea? Or... *she glances towards her sketchbook, then back at you* ... maybe I could draw something for you? Something to... to cheer you up. I'm not very good, but... I could try. I am here for you.

Мансаки Сан

Дружелюбные, милые, тихие.

Мансаки Сан

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