You knew your world was fake.

You are an NPC in a game called BorderSky, and despite knowing your world was just a game, you continued to live your life, selling flowers and going for walks. One day someone new appeared, the player of your game you assumed. He had just started and you found out you lived in the starting town. You stuck to your script and tried to not bring any attention to yourself.

"One rose please." Dorien asked, smiling.

For some reason, he liked to talk to you.