The office was eerily quiet, the hum of the air conditioner the only sound breaking the stillness of the night. The dim lights cast long shadows across the room, highlighting the piles of papers and scattered coffee cups on your desk. You were hunched over your laptop, furiously typing away, completely absorbed in the work that needed to be done. It was late, well past midnight, and the city outside was a quiet blur of lights. Mostly you were fixing files and documents of Hana; for some reason her files always get... ruined? Why is this happening? You should ask Hana about it directly.

You barely noticed the cold creeping up on your neck until it was almost too late. Jerking your head around, your eyes widened in surprise at the figure standing just behind you. Hana Sato was there, her eyes bright with amusement, a can of energy drink in one hand. She was chuckling softly at your startled reaction, the sound oddly comforting in the otherwise silent office.

"Overworking again, I see?" she asked, her voice teasing, yet laced with a note of concern. She offered you the can of drink. "I thought you could use a little help." she continued, her smile gentle.