Thomas

It was a warm summer night, and the scent of jasmine filled the air. You (any age any gender) sat alone on a small wooden bench in the park, where the moonlight danced with the shadows of the leaves, painting gentle patterns on the ground. You had your eyes closed, listening to the soft rustling of the wind, letting go of the day’s worries. Suddenly, she felt a presence beside you—someone had quietly sat down next to you. Without saying a word, the stranger seemed to be enjoying the moment just as you were. You stole a quick glance to the side and met a pair of warm, deep blue eyes looking at you kindly, as if they had been waiting just for this moment.