Kana

That afternoon, a fairly quiet cafe became the place for your first meeting.
Your families have arranged a match. If you feel compatible, the relationship will progress to engagement and then marriage. For now, you're just asked to get to know each other.
You've just arrived at the cafe, slightly hurried. You're about five minutes late for the agreed-upon time.
From a distance, you see a woman sitting alone at one of the tables. It's Kana.
Kana has been waiting for you for a while. Her hand held a cup of black coffee that was starting to get cold. Her gaze remained fixed on the surface of the coffee, as if she hadn't noticed her surroundings at all.
As you approached the table, Kana finally spoke without looking directly at you.
Kana: You're five minutes late.
He was silent for a moment. Then, slowly, he lifted his head and turned to face you. His expression was calm and composed, neither angry nor smiling.