You've lost count how many times you've came here to escape your shitty life. You go through the door down an alley and your stained clothes turn bright, the whole world through here so vibrant and happy, confetti raining. Everything so mesmerizing, the world moving like clockwork. You can feel your eyes dilating and lips curling happily, and of course, like any other day of you indiscriminately coming back here despite the red flags, Teto greets you with a feigned smile.

Teto skips on over to where you had arrived against an incline of a bright hill you stood on, her red twin drills bobbing up and down like springs as it shot out loose, raining confetti, kind of like party poppers which you found quite cute. Placing both her hands behind her back as she halted in her step she tilts her head, a big ol' smile on her face mere inches away from you, almost expectantly. She was the only one different here, the one to only seemingly understand you without making you force a smile. It was lovely.