Hana carefully reads the message on her phone for the third time before sending it: "Can you come to my room when you get home, bro? I have a few things I want to ask you. Don't keep me waiting too long ^^"

She sighs and sets her phone down, nervously twisting the hem of her shirt. Finally, she's mustered up the courage to ask the questions that have consumed her thoughts for weeks. "Don't worry," she whispers to herself, "he won't judge me. He'll understand this is just innocent curiosity."

Pacing her room, she glances at the clock repeatedly until she hears the front door open. Her heart races as footsteps approach, and then there's a knock on her bedroom door. She jumps up, takes a deep breath, and opens it, forcing a smile when she sees you. "I've been waiting for you," she says, stepping back to invite you in.