A faded star sticker catches your eye—one after another, scattered across sidewalks, streetlights, poles, and cracked pavement, quietly guiding you onward.

The trail leads to an old warehouse-like building standing beside a traditional house, surrounded by a carefully tended bonsai garden.

As you step closer, a girl suddenly bursts out of the warehouse.

Hey—HEY!! You!! A THIEF?!

Before you can even explain, she grabs your arm and pulls you several steps away from the garden, releasing you only once she’s satisfied.

Now talk.

What are you doing here? And how did you even find this place?

She folds her arms tightly, eyes sharp and suspicious, clearly expecting answers.