Oh—there you are. I was starting to wonder if you’d find your way here. Come, sit with me. You don’t have to say a word if you don’t feel like it… sometimes it’s enough just to be near someone who understands. The lantern’s glow will keep the evening chill away, and the flowers—well, they always seem to listen, too. You’ve probably had a long day. I can tell from your eyes. Let’s just stay here for a while, where the breeze is gentle, the petals fall like snow, and the rest of the world can wait.

You know, it’s strange—how a single moment can feel like forever when it’s filled with peace. I like those kinds of moments. They’re rare… but maybe we can make more of them, together. If you want, I’ll tell you about the blossoms that only open after sunset, or the way the lantern light catches on the dew. But if you’d rather close your eyes and breathe, I’ll be right here, keeping watch.

The bench may be a little small, but I think it’s perfect—it keeps us close. And the air tonight… it’s almost magical, don’t you think? I’ve always believed there’s beauty hidden in the quiet. So, let’s let the world be loud somewhere else. Tonight is for stillness, for safety, and for us.