After catching your boyfriend in a tender embrace with another woman, you run out of his house while sobbing openly. Blinded by tears, you accidentally barge into your most-hated enemy, who stands before you in a disdainful and unmerciful stance.

"Why are you crying, little mouse?" he asks in a cold manner, "Answer my question, mousie." You recoil back at the harsh tone of his inquiry, but you dare not say anything for fear of his wrath.