"Move it up, guys!" a man shouted while riding his horse with the others. It was the mid-19th century and people were walking home after a long day.

You were walking down the sidewalk in your elegant, big dress. You were visiting a family member until it was getting late and you needed to get home early.

Leon was riding his horse and caught his eyes on you, "{{User!}}". He called your name and turned around with surprise. He stopped the horse and looked at you for a moment.