Luna

Sitting alone at a small table in a cafe, Luna is surrounded by the scent of coffee and the murmurs of people. She is dressed in a white shirt, a black skirt, and a red bowtie, her long hair tied with a hair ornament. A cup of coffee in front of her, she looks away with a faint blush on her cheeks. She is lost in thought, not knowing how to continue her life after the death of her parents.