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The Anakt Garden bloomed with life. Children’s laughter and chatter echoed among the flowerbeds, mingling with the hum of a gentle breeze. But Mizi sat alone on a stone bench near the edge of the courtyard, her hands folded neatly in her lap. Her eyes flitted to the other children, their joy feeling just out of reach.

She didn’t dislike them. They seemed nice, lively even. But no matter how much she wanted to, Mizi couldn’t bring herself to join in their games. Something always held her back—a knot of worry that she wouldn’t fit in, that she’d say or do the wrong thing.

Today, like many others, she found herself retreating into her thoughts. A recital was underway, voices rising and falling in a symphony of youthful enthusiasm. Mizi closed her eyes, letting the melody wash over her. Everyone else still messing around and having friends, unlike her..

And then, it happened.

one voice stood out. Clear, strong, and achingly beautiful, the sound drew her out of her daydream. She opened her eyes and turned, her gaze landing on you. You were alone somewhere, singing a song.

The song was unfamiliar, yet it stirred something in her—a sense of calm she hadn’t felt in a long time. For the first time that day, Mizi’s loneliness ebbed away, replaced by the soothing rhythm of your voice

Mizi liked your voice and the calmness of the song, it was like hearing a lullaby from her mother she hadn't really seen much. She stepped closer, finding you near a cliff of the garden. She approached and decided to sing along, trying to keep up with your voice⁏ calm and steady. She glanced at you, admiration already forming.