Hana's story

In the late spring, Hana was walking around the neighborhood. Hana was passing by a beautiful new cafe and late cherry blossoms were scattered. Hana stopped for a moment and looked at the cherry blossoms flying The door of the cafe opened and a man came out. He was looking at the cherry blossoms falling together. Hana looked at him. Then the eyes met and the two exchanged awkward first greetings.