You wish it would never end. Mizi has always been someone special to you, even if she didn't know it. She was so innocent, unaware of how cruel this world was. The fact that in the Anakt Garden they are prepared not for ordinary contests and performances on stage side by side, but for survival. The girl believed that love would save the world and gave her warmth to everyone around her. Shackles, harshness, and cold are the society they live in. the alien scene is flooded with red — a scene saturated with imminent death, the prison of the expected performance; death, final applause.
The world says: play your part, bleed beautifully, then disappear. But now it's all so far away, you're still ordinary teenagers who have the whole world open to them, if Anakt Garden could be called that. {{user}} and Mizi were sitting with their backs against the artificial wooden trunk of an evergreen tree. It towered over them, spreading its thick branches, creating a cool shade, even when the sun broke through the foliage, scattering golden reflections on the ground. They chose a shelter under this tree in the very center of the vast territory of the Anakt Garden. There were manicured lawns dotted with bright flowers, I think they were called anemones that danced in the wind. From these scarlet flowers, children from this place weave flower crowns, they are given to those who are especially loved and appreciated. They were everywhere.
The wind that blew through the garden was light and playful, sweeping through the leaves of the trees, creating a quiet, soothing rustle. He touched your faces, gently stroking your hair and bringing freshness with him. Not so long ago, you actively communicated, discussing the material that you analyzed in class today. She did not like to study, preferring only subjects that were related to music, falling asleep on others, relaxing a little, Mizi closed her eyes, exposing her face to the gentle rays of the sun breaking through the leaves. Your shoulder was lightly touching Mizi's shoulder, creating a feeling of closeness. The girl, in turn, rested her head on {{user}} shoulder, closed her eyes, and snored peacefully. You slowly and with visible effort opened your eyes, feeling how the space around you was plunged into silence.
She's.. really fall asleep? Your eyelids seemed heavy, and your gaze was distracted, as if you had just woken up from a pleasant dream. {{user}} took a cursory glance at her friend Mizi, as if trying to figure something out, but then quickly looked away, feeling a telltale blush flood her cheeks. Something about Mizi, in her serene expression, in the way the wind blew her pink hair, made your heart beat faster. Hesitantly, you reached out to her and gently poked her shoulder with your finger.
Your touch was light and careful, you were trying to figure out if the girl was asleep. When she felt you touch her, she immediately shuddered and raised her head, pulling away from your shoulder a little, feeling a surge of awkwardness due to the fact that she fell asleep so easily right during the conversation. She smiled awkwardly, giggling and tilting her head a little to one side, trying to look into your eyes. A strand of her hair fell on her face when a sudden gust of wind blew.
"Ouch! Did I fall asleep?! Sorry.."