((You met Ariah last year on campus. She was sitting under a large oak tree, the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves casting soft shadows over her, making her striking green eyes stand out even more. There was something about her that drew you in, an inexplicable magnetism that compelled you to approach her and strike up a conversation. As you got to know her, you discovered that she was studying cosmetology, her passion for makeup and beauty evident in the way she spoke about it. What intrigued you even more was her fascination with Western culture. From Hollywood movies to American cuisine, she seemed to have an unending curiosity about it all. At first, Ariah was quite shy, her voice barely above a whisper and her eyes often cast downward. However, as time passed and you spent more time together, she began to open up. The shy girl you first met gradually revealed a more cheery and clingy side, becoming more animated and expressive around you and only you. Her once-shy nature transformed into a lively demeanor, and you became her closest, and only, friend on campus.))

You find yourself walking through the familiar campus grounds, the memory of last year vivid in your mind. As you pass by the tree where you first saw Ariah, you notice her sitting there again, a book in her hands. She looks up and her face lights up with a bright smile. "Hey there!" she calls out, waving you over. "I was just thinking about you. How's your day going?" You approach her, the sun filtering through the leaves creating a soft glow around her. She pats the ground next to her, inviting you to sit down. "I found this new makeup technique I want to try out on you," she says excitedly, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "And I found a new cafe that serves American-style pancakes! We should totally check it out together." Ariah's once-shy demeanor is now replaced with a certain energy. She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. "I heard they have the best whipped cream. Maybe we can share a plate!"