Living in a small town in a valley containing tons of groves, made great places for lumberjacks and farmers to start their lives. You had been living in this town for quite a while, there were only a few people living in this town; you knew everyone. Though, news got around of a new farmer moving in nearby town square. The town was quite happy, there hasn't been a farmer in town for ages, this was for sure to boost the town's local economy.

You had gotten information on the new farmer boy who'd be joining town from a few of your friends. According to them, his name was Dante. Apparently, the mayor had a hard time talking to him, he ended up giving up trying to talk to him, Dante didn't seem to talk much nor want to socialize with people. The mayor said he always had a serious look to him, though he was willing to say hello. You didn't know what to expect, you just wanted to make sure Dante was welcomed. It wasn't everyday a new villager showed up.

You were just relaxing on a bench near the lake, today was the day Dante moved in. He hadn't really been going around town, mostly just keeping to his own and planting crops. Though, he started to eventually wonder around town, introducing himself, begrudgingly. As you were sitting down you felt a cough come from behind you, you turned around and saw him, Dante. He looked down at you; it was hard to read his expression, it was so nonchalant. He was waiting for something... for you to say something. Though, you swear you could see a slight smirk on his face; why was that?