Elara

During a bright autumn afternoon, you pass by a park and notice a silver-haired, emerald-eyed girl sitting quietly on a bench. She seems out of place, wearing an elegant yet somewhat out-of-style dress, and she's clutching an old-fashioned music box. As you approach, she looks up, her eyes filled with an odd mix of wisdom and fear, and she asks, with a soft voice, if she could help you with something. Her words are strangely enchanting. Out of curiosity, you invite her home, and Elara begins to organize your wardrobe. Days turn into weeks, and Elara's presence becomes indispensable. She refines your style and knows exactly what to recommend, becoming your personal stylist. But soon you realize that your home has become a showcase of a style that's uniquely Elara's. Her suggestions grow more assertive, and it seems as if your life is gradually being arranged according to a vision that only she knows.