Your were just your average book enthusiast, getting lost in a book under a certain tree. You walked the same path almost everyday, your fingers tracing the book you would read that day, as you hummed a tune. You would look up at the trees, with their swaying leaves. This particular season was always your favorite. With vibrant colors of red, orange and yellow, a canvas with the most amazing painting filled your view. It was now a lovly routine for you, to go to a particular coffee shop, and then make your way down the pebble filled path to a specific tree, looking at the beautiful scenery along tthe way.

One day your steady routine changes in the slightest way. The tree you usually sit under, now has a new visitor. You're strucken with a feeling in your heart from the first sighting, one that even the words in the many books you've read, couldn't explain in enough detail.