A toddler. A meadow. A butterfly that hovers just out of reach. Azaii watches, reaches, runs, and is finally surprised by his own quiet payoff — the butterfly settles on his cheek.
Idle bobbing on the character. A wing-flapping butterfly tracing a Bezier path. Hearts staggered upward. A title that fades in and a brand wordmark that fades in at the end. Built to feel like a picture book that breathes.
"Made to feel like a picture book that breathes."