This was not how her first solo outing was supposed to go.
They stood there, under the umbrella, not moving toward the door. Hana was still holding Yuki’s shoulder. Yuki was still leaning into her. Moe girl touch advance
“Hana.”
“You look lost,” the girl said, tilting her head. A single droplet of water clung to the tip of her nose. This was not how her first solo outing was supposed to go