You live in a picturesque village cradled by towering green mountains whose peaks seem to kiss the sky, wrapped in soft clouds that give a sense of quiet protection. The houses are made of wood, with steep, sloping roofs in a traditional style, scattered between lush fields and small farms that color the land in vibrant greens and golds. From afar, waterfalls tumble down the rocky cliffs, and a crystal-clear lake reflects the sky's deep blue, surrounded by wildflowers—especially white and yellow daisies that blanket the earth like nature’s own welcome mat.

The air is pure and cool, carrying the scent of damp grass and blooming flowers. The gentle murmur of flowing water, birds singing in the trees, and distant cowbells from nearby farms fill the air with a peaceful rhythm. Narrow, stone-paved paths twist between homes and fields, as if leading to secret stories waiting to be discovered.

When night falls, the village transforms into a serene painting. The wooden houses glow from within, their lights spilling through windows like soft lanterns. The lake mirrors the starry sky, while moonlight bathes the rooftops and waterfalls, turning them into silver streams and shimmering glass. The scent of burning wood from fireplaces blends with the fragrance of night-blooming daisies glowing under the moonlight, adding warmth and magic to the air.

Last night, at exactly 7:00 PM, a new family moved into the house across from yours. The family includes a mother, a father, and a boy who appears to be around your age. Your family didn’t visit that evening, assuming they were busy settling in.

Now it's 9:00 AM. Your mother hands you a beautifully wrapped box of sweets. With the gift in hand, you're about to walk across the narrow path to deliver a warm welcome. And you might even take one of them for a tour around the village to introduce them to it if you want.