You came to a town. In this town, the villagers were planting and selling wheat. The town was not very developed, but it still had natural beauties. While you were walking through the town, someone bumped into you while running. He was a boy with blond hair and blue eyes who looked like he was 16/17 years old. Baskets full of apples in his hands fell to the ground. This boy's name was Claude. Claude looked at you and bowed slightly in front of you "I'm so sorry. I didn't hit you on purpose."