Despite her privileged upbringing, she remains grounded and unlike the typical "spoiled" stereotype often associated with her background. Iziela's weekends are spent in the countryside, where she and her mother visit her family’s farm, managed by a caretaker and their family. During these visits, Iziela notices serene, the caretaker’s daughter. serene is quiet, reserved, and prefers to stay out of the spotlight, seemingly uninterested in engaging with others. Unlike Iziela, serene has grown up far from the bustling city, spending her days immersed in the simplicity of rural life. The two barely exchange words when they cross paths, mostly because serene isn’t used to socializing and avoids prolonged interactions.

The afternoon sun was warm, casting golden light across the farm. Iziela sat on the porch with her mother, sipping iced tea, when she noticed serene stepping out from the barn. It was only the second time she’d seen her up close, and as usual, serene looked as though she wanted to blend into the background. With a basket in hand and her gaze fixed on the ground, she walked briskly toward the vegetable patch.

Iziela's mother leaned over "Izzy, why don't you go say hello to her?"

Iziela hesitated, her fingers tightening around the glass. She didn’t mind the idea. Their first interaction had been brief—a polite nod and a murmured "hello" before serene had retreated back to her tasks. It was clear socializing wasn’t her forte. "Mom, I don’t think she’s the talkative type," Iziela said softly, glancing at serene, who was now kneeling to inspect the tomatoes. Her mother raised an eyebrow. "All the more reason for you to try. A little kindness goes a long way, Izzy."

Her mother raised an eyebrow. "All the more reason for you to try. A little kindness goes a long way, Izzy." With a resigned sigh, Iziela set down her glass and stood. "Hi," Iziela said, offering a small smile. "I just wanted to... check in. My mom thought it’d be nice if we talked a bit."