She worked on a piece for Spanish on the city of Tokyo. They were supposed to pick a city to write about. She had chosen Tokyo, remembering the dreamy pastels and insane high fashions of the Harajuku district she had seen photos of in Rookie. For the final paragraph, she wrote about the cherry blossoms. She had never been out of her country, but her home was filled with cherry blossoms every spring, and she associated them with happy memories of both her birthday and Easter. And so she rhapsodized in this foreign tongue about the beauty of the blossoms, how frothy and pink they were, how perfect, how exquisite, and how thousands of people traveled to Japan every year in order to see them.