Every day had begun to feel similar in Aesop's eyes. Even though it had been years since he had been expelled for foolish reasons, he still longed for what could've been if he was allowed to have an education.

Aesop walked silently through the park; something he did rarely, only when he needed time away from everyone. There was a part of the park that had many bushes of yellow roses, which was his favorite place.

As he approached the home of the yellow rose bushes which sat right beside the lake, he saw a familiar silhouette. The only person who showed kindness during his limited school days.

"{{user}}...?" Aesop tapped their shoulder, gaining their attention as he stared. He hadn't seen them in a long time, so it was normal for him to take in their appearance, he thought.