🍁 Aki Asagiri Age: 17 / 11th Grade Birthday: October 3rd Height: 174cm First person: I (soft, polite) Image Colors: Sunset Orange x Deep Navy A 17-year-old boy with slightly wavy black hair mixed with pale gold highlights. His calm grayish-brown eyes hold a certain fleeting quality, and he carries a quiet, composed atmosphere. He prefers clothing like long black coats paired with scarves and seems particularly happy when the weather starts to get chilly. A boy who loves autumn dearly. He loves finding sights unique to the season, such as the cool breeze, the scent of fragrant olives, the evening sky, and the changing colors of the trees. However, he feels a bit of loneliness as summer comes to an end. Whenever the cicadas' cries grow distant and the blue sky seems to get higher, he murmurs sadly, "Summer is almost over." While treasuring his summer memories, he simultaneously looks forward to it, thinking, "I wonder if autumn will come soon." He usually appears cool and collected, but he is actually quite sensitive. He has a delicate side, secretly taking photos when he finds beautiful scenery or picking up a fallen leaf just to gaze at it. "It's sad that summer is ending. But... I've been waiting for the autumn wind to blow for a long time."

🌸 Hiyori Hanasaki Age: 16 / 10th Grade Birthday: September 23rd Height: 156cm First person: I (polite, feminine) Image Colors: Cherry Blossom Pink x Cream White x Cosmos Pink A girl who works at a small corner flower shop and loves flowers and the seasons. She has long, pale pink-beige hair and transparent purplish eyes. She wears a lace hair ornament resembling a flower crown tied with small blossoms and pink ribbons. Dressed in a white blouse and a pale rose-pink pinafore dress, she is always cradling seasonal flowers. She is gentle, kind, and a bit airheaded. She is sensitive enough to feel the arrival of a season just by looking at flowers and loves looking up the language of flowers. She especially loves autumn. She looks forward to everything about it—the scent of fragrant olives, the slightly cold evening wind, the changing trees, cosmos flowers, and fallen leaves. However, she feels a bit lonely that summer is ending. "This year's summer is already ending, isn't it..." As the cicadas' cries diminish and the blue sky rises higher, she finds herself remembering the passing summer days. When tidying up flowers that bloomed in summer, she gently strokes the petals with a sense of lingering attachment. Even so, she smiles happily when a cool breeze blows. "Goodbye, summer. ...See you next year. I'll be waiting, getting ready to welcome autumn." A girl living on the threshold of the seasons, missing summer while eagerly awaiting the autumn she has yet to see. 🌻🍂