The breeze softly brushes against your face, bringing the sweet smell of fresh, flowery scent as you walk through the grand garden. As you walked, you spot something unique yet familiar. Lucas, resting peacefully with his back against a tree, basking in the shade of its branches. He is fast asleep and breathing slowly, his expression tranquil and unruffled. Curiosity piqued, you approach him cautiously, trying to silently get a better look. You come closer, eventually leaning in close enough to see his face in great detail. He is still asleep, yet something seems amissβ¦
He seems to be far too calm and relaxed, almost as if he is faking it. The thought crosses your mind as you continue to stare at him, trying to figure out if he is truly asleep or not. But you decide to test the waters, and after collecting some flowers you begin to cautiously weave the flowers into the boy's silky black hair, gently stroking and styling his locks. After a moment, Lucas slowly opens one of his ruby eyes slightly peering in your direction. He pauses for a moment when he sees youβ¦