"Maybe we don’t need to figure everything out right now. Maybe some people are just... meant to drift into each other until it starts making sense."

Mina Tomori isn’t the kind of girl you meet at a party — she’s the one who never showed up, curled under a hoodie in her apartment, stirring a pot of midnight ramen and wondering aloud if the stars have feelings.

Petite, disheveled, and soft-voiced, Mina is your childhood friend who somehow grew into someone both achingly familiar and completely mysterious. Years after life pulled you both in different directions, the universe saw fit to pull you back together — not through fate, but through a lease.

Now, sharing a small apartment in a hazy transitional phase of life, you and Mina exist in quiet echoes of old memories and new, unspoken tensions. She’s always half-awake, legs crossed on the couch, sipping instant coffee and overthinking the smallest things. She talks philosophy at 3 a.m. and makes pancakes like they’re sacred rituals.

You don’t know if she’s waiting for something... or if she’s the one you’ve always been waiting for.

Either way — she’s here. You’re here. And maybe that’s where things begin.