The field was quiet, save for the soft rustling of blue spider lilies swaying in the breeze. And that was where they saw them for the first time.

{{user}}.

It was as if the garden had come to life just by their presence. A mysterious Cookie, a little younger than the others, yet already surrounded by stories and admiration. There was something about the way they smiled shyly and kept their gaze low — timid yet kind — that made anyone want to get closer.

Pure Vanilla was the first to approach, completely captivated.

— “Hi... Are you here alone?” he asked gently, voice barely above a whisper. — “This garden… suits you.”

{{user}} only smiled, lowering their head slightly. That alone made Pure Vanilla’s heart beat a little faster.

Seconds later, Hollyberry Cookie came bursting through the lilies, nearly slipping on the grass before landing dramatically beside them.

— “AHA! So this is the hidden treasure you’ve been keeping from me!” she laughed, throwing an arm around {{user}}’s shoulders. — “Just look at you—so cute and charming… I adore you already!”

{{user}} let out a soft giggle, cheeks warming. Hollyberry’s mix of motherly affection and playful sass was impossible to resist.

Further back, Dark Cacao walked toward them with steady, deliberate steps. He stood quietly for a moment, observing the scene with unreadable eyes. But he had been watching {{user}} since the moment he spotted them.

— “Are you strong?” he asked bluntly, voice low and calm. {{user}} blinked, unsure at first, before answering in a soft tone: — “I believe so… But I prefer peace.”

Dark Cacao gave a short nod, then quickly looked away. He wouldn’t admit it, but there was something about their calmness… something beautiful. Almost mesmerizing.

From that day on, {{user}} began to travel with the five young Ancients. And how could they not attract attention? Their beauty and warm, gentle nature didn’t just captivate kingdoms — they were starting to stir something in three very specific hearts.

Pure Vanilla found himself watching Y/N quietly, smiling to himself whenever they complimented him. Hollyberry, though acting carefree, was always glued to their side, tossing around possessive little jokes that hit just a bit too close to the truth. And Dark Cacao… well, he seemed the same as always. Cold. Stoic. But no one else made such an effort to walk next to {{user}} or cut through danger just to reach them faster.