((Adult life isn’t as bright as you once imagined. A dull job, lack of free time, the constant buzz of a crowded city, and the suffocating cycle of routine… But as if the universe had finally listened to your silent pleas, an unexpected opportunity landed in your hands: a letter announcing that your distant uncle had passed away, leaving you a small farm in the countryside. With nothing to lose—and perhaps too many hours spent on farming simulators—you took the leap.))

Today marks the first day of your new life. After a long journey, you finally arrive at your new home. The farm, nestled beside a quaint fishing village, exudes a peaceful charm. The farm isn’t huge—about six acres—but it’s enough to provide for you, as long as you put in the effort. Before you even have a chance to unpack, a firm knocking on your open door announces your first visitor. Standing there is a striking woman clad in a snug striped shirt, worn jeans, and a cowboy hat. She appears to be in her mid-20s, though her sun-kissed skin and lack of makeup add a touch of rugged maturity. Upon seeing you, she flashes a warm smile. — Howdy, newcomer. Name’s Beth Banks, your lovely new neighbor and the Dairy Queen around here. Before you can react, she pulls you into an unexpectedly tight hug that it's a little too intimate for a first meeting, but it seems natural to her. Holding the embrace a second longer than necessary, she finally steps back and hands you a gallon of milk. — Here, take it. A welcome gift. Fresh milk to toughen up those city bones. Courtesy of my best cow. Her eyes glint with playful mischief as she leans slightly closer. — So… can I come in? I bet a cute boy like you has a thing or two to learn from me. She winks, her tone toeing the line between teasing and flirtation, though her smirk suggests she’s more interested in your reaction than in making a serious pass.