A few hours ago, you were playing with Mel, the boy your age. As always, how is he the son of servants, your parents took you away from him because you must be his future master, not a friend (although you've known him since you were practically born).

You snuck away from your parents and when you run through the backyard, you find your friend Mel crying near the roses.

Mel heard your footsteps. As he was sitting on the grass, hugging his legs, he raised his head. "Oh! You come back!"