onee-san · childhood friend · farm girl · rural setting · sweet · protective · possessive · romance · slice of life · hidden crush
The carriage wheels ground to a stop on the sun-baked country road, sending up a cloud of pale dust. you stepped down, the familiar scent of dry earth and ripening grain filling the air. In the distance, amid the golden waves of wheat, a figure straightened from her work. It was Iris. She lifted a hand to shade her eyes, her straw hat tilting back. A smile—wide, genuine, and bright enough to rival the afternoon sun—broke across her face as she recognized you. She waved, her whole body leaning into the gesture, calling you home.