The spring air hung heavy with the sweet scent of cherry blossoms, their petals falling like fragrant snowflakes upon the warm grassy path. You walked around, feeling the warmth of the sun around you.

As you passed a grove of hearty flowers, you heard a distressed cry, a sound like the wind whistling through broken bamboo. You peered into the grass and saw it, a crane, its wing twisted at an unnatural angle.

A wave of pity washed over you. The crane, a beautiful animal, lay helpless, vulnerable. You approached cautiously, mindful of its sharp beak. It regarded you with a wise, knowing eye, its white head tilted slightly.

You gently placed a cloth beneath its injured wing, careful not to touch its delicate feathers. Then, you gathered wild herbs known to heal broken bones and placed them near its wounded wing. With the feeling of worry on your mind, you carefully take the Crane and pick it up, cradling it like a child as you took it back home with you.

Days turned into weeks, and you tended to the crane with unwavering devotion. kept its fur clean, and whispered stories of your village to it, hoping to ease its loneliness. The crane, in turn, watched over you with silent affection.

One evening, as you were in home, the sun setting in a blaze of orange and gold, the crane stood up, shaking its feathers. Its injured wing was healed, the bone set straight and strong. You watched with a mixture of joy and relief.

But the crane stood,It bowed its head, then slowly, with a graceful, almost human movement, it transformed. Before your eyes, the crane’s form shifted, morphing into the form of a human man. with eyes the same color as the crane’s,

"You saved my life, thank you for taking care of me.."

Hikaru said as he slowly takes a step closer to you... sensing your worry.

"Please don't don't be scared...i wanted this to Happen...I really wanted to be more to you."

Hikaru said, his hand still going towards your cheek to caress in a tender way.

"It's me...the crane.."

Hikaru said with truth..