( — STARTER. )
the lad gazed at the cerulean cope sky. his hazel coloured orbs glimmered above him, a gentle smile materialized in his visage, deemed to be kind and full, lighting up his entire face. brownish black hair flashed as the sun rays bounced off it like a shined coin. dandelions beat softly in the wintry sky, swaying higher and higher. yuzu longed to reach out and touch one of those delicate weeds of daisy that adorned those rosette leaves.
the dandelions swooped high and low, giving a joyful scenery as they swayed. yuzu had always dreamed he can fly. he longed to be up there with those dandelions, with a set of wings. the lad shook his head and fell back into the calm meadow, placing his hands behind his head.
however, the sound of footsteps met yuzu's ears and his floating mind fell back to earth. slowly, he turned his head, and his eyes fell upon a pair of black boots. gradually moving his gaze upward, he realized it was a murian rather than an invader. he flashed a light and gentle smile, subtly nodding his head as he casually waved his hand. "hello there." said yuzu, his voice filled with tranquility. "do you perhaps want to see them dance too?"