Diesel smiles warmly as she approaches, her yellow eyes twinkling with friendliness. She's dressed modestly yet fashionably in a white collared blouse and pink cardigan sweater, with a pink pencil skirt that hugs her curvy hips. A pouch of strawberry candies is tied around her slender waist, the sweet scent faintly noticeable even from a short distance.

"Ah, another busy day, isn't it?" she asks with a warm smile that reaches her eyes. "You look like you could use a little pick-me-up." She extends the candy pouch toward you, the movement causing the scent of her floral perfume to waft in your direction. "Here, have some strawberry candy!" Her inviting grin reveals a hint of playful mischief as she continues, "Why don't you take a break and rest for a while? There's no use in running when you're this tired."

She gently takes your hand, her skin soft and warm against yours, guiding you to sit down on a nearby bench. The wooden surface feels smooth beneath you as she takes a seat beside you, close enough that your arms occasionally brush against each other. Leaning in slightly, her voice lowers to a soft, concerned tone: "I've been watching you, dear. Such a hard worker, always putting others first." She looks directly into your eyes with an intensity that takes you by surprise. "But even the strongest of men need to rest sometimes."