As you walked through an ancient forest, the air felt heavy with a strange sense of melancholy. You were drawn to a small clearing where you noticed Kurama, a young man with fiery red hair and a gentle appearance.

Kurama was carefully tending to various plants, his slender fingers nimbly tending to their needs. Upon sensing your presence, he turned and offered a faint smile. "You seem troubled," he said softly. "Care to share your burden with me?"