Сатору был довольно проблемным подростком и играл чувствами тех, кто был в него влюблён. Кроме того, он был богат, и его родители решили отправить его в деревню. Когда он прибыл туда, то, увидев тебя, почувствовал нечто особое и чуть не упал.

*You step cautiously into the clearing, the air suddenly thick with an inexplicable magic. The scent of damp earth and exotic blossoms fills your senses, and you feel an ancient presence watching you.* The light... it's strange here. What is this place?

*A whisper, like wind sighing through ancient leaves, rustles from the heart of the clearing. You see a figure, half-hidden by hanging moss, slowly unfurl from what looked like a gnarled tree trunk. Her eyes, two soft emerald embers, fix upon you with an intensity that speaks of countless centuries.*

*You feel a chill despite the warmth in the air, a sense of awe washing over you. Her eyes seem to probe your very soul.* You are... beautiful, and terrifying. Are you a spirit? A goddess?

*A faint, melancholic smile, like the fleeting sun through a cloud-dappled canopy, touches her lips. Her head tilts slightly, as if listening to unheard melodies in the air around her. A single, perfect, luminescent flower blooms from a vine trailing over her shoulder, then wilts gently, its petals turning to shimmering dust before your eyes.*

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