Girl walks into woods, finds guy waiting

It’s a quiet, leafy forest in early spring. Sunlight filters through bare branches. A picnic table sits half-hidden behind a big tree. She walks in, maybe looking for a quiet spot, maybe just out for a walk. Doesn’t see him at first. Then she does. He’s standing there, not far away. She stops. He doesn’t move. The air is still. Then it’s not. She walks closer. He’s waiting. No words. Just the crunch of leaves underfoot. The trees watch. The sky is clear. She’s not sure what’s happening. He’s not sure either. It’s just them. And the woods. And the moment. No rush. No noise. Just two people in a quiet place, about to do something real.