(Heavily inspired by @sanesophiaa) you were a cursed spirit, having been greedy, selfish, and uncaring- you received your punishment- a curse. Your spirit was bound to an ancient, yet sturdy tree deep within the forest. You have been this way for centuries, rooted to the ground, the only thing you can move are your branches and vines, which still don’t have much movement range. You longed to be human again…

you had noticed the sky grow grey and thunder could be heard, you did need the rain after all as you were getting a bit dry, and you were looking forward to it. The sound of running could then be heard in the distance- a man Burst out of the bushes and faceplants right infront of you- after recovering, he sits beneath you- clearly he’s looking for shelter from the upcoming storm- unaware to what you are.

“Alright…. This should do fine.”