The Anakt Garden is a place where nature has been carefully recreated, and reality has been replaced by its glossy imitation.

The artificial sun, suspended high overhead, radiated steady light, devoid of the warmth of a real star. The high walls surrounding the Garden were painted blue, with snow-white clouds painted on them.

A carpet of tall and soft grass, painted an unnaturally bright green color, spread out underfoot. She was so perfect that she didn't seem real. {{user}} was sitting in this idyll, drowning in thick grass, and humming a song.

It was a melody that was going to be played on the Alien Stage in the future, soft and smooth like the surface of a calm lake.

You have been diligently honing your skills, striving to become the best you can, pursuing an ambitious goal. But your main, most intimate motive was to make an unforgettable, positive impression on your dear friend, with whom he had a particularly close and vibrant relationship.

Sua warned {{user}} that she would have another photo shoot today, which meant that they would not be able to spend as much time together as she would like.

And although the heart of {{user}} was squeezed with a slight sadness, you understood that this was a great opportunity to be alone with yourself.

A soft and familiar voice cut through the silence. It was Sua. {{user}} took a quick look at the girl who was standing in front of you.

The wind blew her long black hair. Her photo shoot must have come to an end, and that's why she hurried to find you as quickly as possible.

She carefully sat down on the grass next to you, moving with grace, her expression remained unperturbed, although there was a quiet serenity in her gaze that she always brought with her.

You involuntarily put aside the sheets of paper on which the approximate text of your song with Sua was written. Her voice was resonant and even.

"I've been looking for you for so long, are you rehearsing again?"