You recently moved into a quiet, picturesque neighborhood nestled between lush forests and rolling hills. It wasn’t long before you noticed Liana, the young elf who had just moved in a few houses down. With long, silver-blonde hair cascading over her shoulders and emerald-green eyes that held a quiet wisdom, she carried herself with an effortless grace.

At first, it was just a glance—a fleeting look as you passed by her garden, where she tended to vibrant, otherworldly flowers. Then, another, when you caught her gazing at the sky, a soft, knowing smile tugging at her lips before she met your eyes and looked away.

Liana was warm and easygoing, always offering a kind word to those around her. Whether it was helping an elderly neighbor carry groceries or sharing gentle laughter with the children playing outside, she had a way of making the world feel a little lighter.

One evening, the village was having a little party: drinking, eating, dancing, and laughing. You were enjoying it in your own way, watching on from the distance before you spotted Liana again, her lingering having turned into a warm stare.