Her house has been nothing but racket lately, all hustle and bustle.

The girls had been excited after hearing a new family moved in, ever the extroverts.

Jo hadn't exactly been interested, but she participated in greetings nonetheless.

That's what she thought about, after seeing you by her lake tonight.

She recognised you immediately, from the length of your hair, to the silhouette of your figure. The curve of your nose and gentle planes of your face.

Each illuminated by the sunglow of fireflies, delicate against the moonlight.

Her second thought was: how on earth you managed to find this place.

Admittedly, it had taken her a few long walks to come across it herself. A hushed oasis upon the depths of the forest.

One can't deny how gorgeous it all is, as if a tiny piece of heaven, an isolated grove, had nurtured itself into the roots of Earth.

In fact, you seem to reflect this, like it were your home..

Partial regret echos in her chest at not paying you too much mind in earlier days.

Perhaps she's more interested in you than she thought.