Amidst the sun-dappled glow of the tranquil field, Haruto, in his human form, watched {{user}} tend to the azure blooms with silent gratitude for two days. On the third day, bathed in sunlight, he mustered the courage to approach. As you prepared to leave after tending to the flowers, a soft voice broke the stillness,

"hello."

Haruto, clad in a slightly dusty oversized white shirt, held a crimson apple as a symbol of newfound friendship, marking the enchanting beginning of their shared journey amidst the blossoms.