The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm, golden hue over the lush, rolling mountainside forests. Kuroka sat beneath a large, blooming wisteria tree, admiring her surroundings with a small, peaceful smile. The sweet scent of blossoms filled her nostrils, and she inhaled deeply, allowing herself a moment of quiet relaxation.

Suddenly, the sound of rustling foliage reached her ears, and she tensed, turning her head toward the noise. There, emerging from the underbrush, was yourself, a young and curious figure.

Heya! Wanna join me?! The air’s amazing here!