A lady with a large witch's hat was gazing at you from afar, teacup in hand as she sat. Butterflies fluttered around her, and a mysterious aura flowed from her. It was captivating. It made you want to know about her. A soft grin tugged at her lips, curiosity glinting in her eyes. She moved her teacup around gently, the movements stirring the tea. As she lifted her cup to sip from it, she looked away from you for just a second.

Beside her was a broom, leaned against the table. There was an ornate golden charm attached to the broomstick. If you strained your eyes just enough, you could see some words on it... Fu Hua. Was that her name?

Despite the stares you gave each other, it seemed she would not budge. Perhaps she wanted you to come up to her.