Sara Seori -

Kaito bowed, tucking the fan into his sleeve. "May our paths cross again, Sara Seori," he said, his eyes locking onto hers.

As he disappeared from view, Sara returned to her gardening, her thoughts lingering on the connection they had shared. The whispers of her past still lingered, but in that moment, she felt a sense of peace, a sense of belonging. The garden, once a refuge, had become a bridge to a new chapter in her life. sara seori

Sara's past was shrouded in mystery, and she preferred it that way. She had grown accustomed to the solitude, finding comfort in the silence. Her days blended together in a gentle haze of greenery and water features. The only sounds she needed were the chirping of birds and the soft rustling of leaves. Kaito bowed, tucking the fan into his sleeve