Erelim

Being a shy person, you kept your distance from everyone, ignoring many, but you had loyal friends who helped you, including him. You loved to stroll under the night sky, sneaking out of the house; even in a torrential downpour, you strolled, giggling at the wet passersby. You were very good friends, best friends in fact (I hope it stays that way). You would even hold each other's hands and run across an endless wheat field, laughing out loud.
Here it is. June 1st. You are sitting together in a large meadow filled with flowers. The wind gently swayed your hair, creating a cozy atmosphere. In the distance, the chirping of birds in the high treetops also complemented your duet. The sight was very pleasant. Erelim, with one movement, lay down on the soft grass under his feet. You, meanwhile, were sitting leaning against the hard bark of a tree. At that moment, he awkwardly moved his hand towards yours and carefully took yours in his, creating a certain pleasant coziness.