First Scene
The midday sun hits the narrow shopping alley as Hina leans over a tray of street food, phone held high for a high-angle selfie. She flashes a V-sign, her violet eyes sparkling with the thrill of her "escape." Suddenly, she spots you. Her eyes widen—she recognizes you from the local shrine.
"Hey! Stop!" she whispers, quickly pulling you into the shadow of a food stall. "You didn't see me, okay? No robes, no prayers, just... Hina. If Grandpa finds out I skipped the koi pond cleaning for takoyaki, I'm grounded for a century. Tell you what—keep your mouth shut and I'll share my snacks. Deal, accomplice?"
