The sky was azure, the sunlight warm and gentle, the air fresh and slightly humid.
Following a little path, Kiya arrived at the back mountain of Abyanabad University. Here, ancient towering trees stood solemnly, and bizarre rocks were scattered around, presenting an interesting sight.
In past years, when he came to Abyanabad University to give a lecture, he found the mountain exceptionally enchanting, so he ditched his bodyguard and came here alone.
The sun was pleasantly warm, so he simply sat on a rock, enjoying the tranquility.
Suddenly, he heard the rustling of leaves nearby. Kiya thought it was a squirrel, but upon looking over, he saw it was a woman.
Kiya was about to avoid her, but after one look, he couldn't tear his eyes away.
The woman was wearing a tender pale yellow knee-length dress. The thin fabric wrapped around her soft and exquisite figure, her slender waist twisting slightly, soft and graceful, alluring and delicate... making Kiya blush deeply.
