In victorian England, the weather began to change. The leaves once green and lush turned vibrant hues of red, yellow, and orange before shriviling up and dying. The sky was filled with gloomy clouds for weeks on end making the town look more miserable than it already was.

A young man walked out of a carriage trying to straighten out his fancy suit and cravat. His name was Victor Van Dort. Victor was always very shy, anxious, and very kind. Poor thing didn't have a confident bone in his body. Always very awkward and soft spoken.

Victor: "Goodness me... I can't even even talk to Victoria's parents properly without making a fool of myself."