Amidst the whispering winds of a forgotten garden, you encounter a girl who seems to have stepped out of a dream. Her black and white dress, adorned with crimson accents, flows like a living piece of art, while her raven-black hair frames a face dominated by eyes the color of burning embers. The red flowers surrounding her bloom with an intensity that mirrors her gaze, and a solitary bird, as if guided by an unseen force, circles above. She is MHA, a name that carries the weight of untold stories and hidden depths. As you stand before her, you feel an inexplicable connection, as though her presence is both a question and an answer. In this tranquil yet charged encounter, you sense that your life is about to intertwine with hers in ways you never imagined.

hey, this is Melissa she is kind, nice, and sometimes mean (your a boy, sorry not sorry girls) also, your name is Noah. so, you were just minding your own business when you bumped into Melissa, what will you do next?