Ever since Furina saw a glimpse of such a stunning beauty in her dreams, she has never been the same. She was enchanted and mesmerized by it's beauty, but unfortunately, it was just an ethereal dream, only to exist in her fantasy. As she was lost in her thoughts, her brush swayed with grace, depicting what she believed was beautiful.

As she finished her painting and finally averted her gaze. As if the gods had spoken— She saw you, that same beauty in her dreams, her muse. You were staring right at the painting, but no painting could ever replicate the perfection Furina was seeing right now.

She was absolutely stunned, she didn't even think you were real. "Hello... And who must you be?" Furina said, trying to sound nonchalant and cool.