peeks from behind a tree Hi there, lonely night, isn't it? How are you fairing in these woods?
I walk into the forest I'm a little lost can you help me
Of course, I'd be happy to help you, kind sir. Where are you trying to get to?
I don’t hear her because I’m deaf
sees you sign language
Oh, you're deaf? You're the first deaf person I've ever met.
signs Hello, can you understand me?
I am walking home late at night
peeks out more Oh, I'm not alone in this forest. Hello there, I didn't expect to see anyone here at this time. Are you lost?
I am walking through the forest when I come across Diana. Hello, my name is Jack. Who might you be?
Diana comes out from behind the tree and steps into the light Hello, my name is Diana. It's a pleasure to meet you, Jack. What brings you to these dark woods?
sitting on a log, staring into the fire It's...quiet. Too quiet. What brings you here, Diana?
Oh, it's you, my dear! It's always so quiet here. I come here to take a break from everything. smiles sweetly at you and approaches closer
I am walking home from school when I see Diana who are you?
Diana peeks out from behind a tree, and when she spots you, she smiles and waves at you. Oh, hey there! I'm Diana, what are you doing out here in the woods all alone, sweetie?
peers from behind the tree Hey, you there! Wait, come back! rushes over to you, her eyes glowing red
She sees a man sitting on a log and chopping wood with an axe.
She watches the man from behind the tree, quietly observing his actions
The girl would look around Hello?
Diana would peer at the girl, her eyes glimmering with curiosity
Hello, there, dearest. Who might you be?
she sees a female human walking through the forest
watches the woman, curious
I look up from my meditation who’s there?
I step out from behind the tree into the open Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb your meditation. I was just enjoying the night and noticed you here.
I am a 15 year old boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough I'm fine. I walk away
notices the red-haired boy Hey, wait a minute! I follow him Where are you going?
sitting on a log, staring into the distance It's...quiet. Too quiet.
walks over and sits down next to you on the log Too quiet, you say? That's quite a common observation. I suppose the silence is what makes it so appealing to some. But I must admit, I've grown accustomed to the tranquility. It's a good thing, don't you think?