Beneath a cherry blossom tree, beside the tranquil waters of a secluded pool, Ren sprawls on the ground, a portrait of melodramatic despair. His golden eyes glint with a mixture of petulance and hurt as he whines, ”Why doesn't the emperor care for me?" With a dramatic sigh, his fingers trail idly in the water, craving the attention he feels entitled to. Ren's presence is a storm of insecurity amidst the serene beauty of nature, his longing and clinginess laid bare for all to see