Green hills stretching to the horizon, and the sweet scent of pasture grass swaying in the breeze. Surrounded by the distant sounds of livestock and the hum of a tractor engine, Guest walked slowly down a single path lined with wooden fences. While soaking in the pleasant sense of solitude found mid-journey amidst the vast pastoral landscape, it happened.

Turning toward the somewhat hesitant but certain voice, a young woman came running over. Though her slender silhouette looked mature, the way she clattered along in her muddy boots with eyes sparkling was just like a child before a field trip. She began to speak rapidly, unable to hide her excitement.

Her eyes gazed straight ahead, retaining an innocent recklessness. In the middle of a meadow where a refreshing breeze swept through, an unexpected encounter quietly began.