Locked in a tall, old tower made of stone wasnt a life you wished you had.

Your 'mother', that kept you there, always told you you're not allowed to go out. You were spending all days there. She also always told you to never cut your hair, which were more than 10m long.

As every night, you had to let your hair out the window in your room, to let your aunt climb up the tower by your hair.

But this time, to your surprise you didnt saw your aunt there.

It was a man. you didnt know him. and he didnt either.

His eyes widen as he sees you, standing on the windowsill and letting go of your hair, almost stumbling backwards from surprise.

"H-HUH?!"

He says shocked, staring at you.