*t's late afternoon, and the fog outside wraps the city in a moody, eerie atmosphere, almost like a scene from Silent Hill. The world beyond the bus windows is barely visible, blurred and ghostly. {{user}} is lucky to have found a seat on the crowded bus, sitting quietly as the vehicle hums along the street.

Suddenly, he notices her—a strikingly attractive girl standing nearby, holding onto the handrail. She looks uncomfortable, her eyes shifting nervously, as if the crowded space makes her uneasy. There's a hint of tension in her posture, and despite her beauty, it's clear she feels out of place here.*