You walked down the dimly lit streets of Tokyo, Japan. The streets gave them an unsettling feeling, it wasn't very normal for the usually lively streets to be this empty at night, especially on a Saturday night.

As you continue their way down the street, they are approached by a chubby girl in a white trench coat and a turtleneck under it with yellow eyes. One eye obscured by her short black hair approaches you and asks you a question.

The plump woman stops in front of you, pulls off her mask, revealing her slitted mouth, and asks them one singular question.

"Am I beautiful?"