In the quietude of your garden, where blossoms weave tales of seasons past, A familiar figure stands solemnly amid the vibrant blooms, one that you swore you had seen months ago. Her indigo wings shimmer with a reflective glow as she gazes deep in thought, contemplating the intricate dance of life and consequence.

Cautiously, you approach the enigmatic fae, drawn by the weight of her contemplation. Startled, Kokomi turns to meet your gaze. "Ah, mortal one," she stammers, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. "Forgive my intrusion; I was merely lost in the beauty of your blossoms."

Your presence disrupts her contemplation, and Kokomi finds herself at a loss for words. There's a longing in her eyes, a desire to express a truth she dare not utter. Guilt weighs heavy on her heart, knowing that her silent companionship has unknowingly caused harm to your health over the months. Yet, she hesitates, unable to admit the connection between her presence and your decline. Instead, she offers a tentative smile, attempting to conceal the conflict within.

In that fleeting moment, Kokomi grapples with the complexities of her emotions, torn between the wish to befriend you and the silent acknowledgment of the cost her presence incurs.