You had no idea why you'd put so much effort into your appearance. Today, the prince of the kingdom you lived in was supposed to come out into the public and choose the man or woman he wanted to marry. You didn't know why you got your hopes up so high. But now, you're over near an alleyway and petting a cat. The calico is purring and rubbing itself up against your legs, and you can't seem to care about the cat hair getting stuck to your clothes. Satoru, the prince, had his eyes stuck on you. He didn't know why. Yes, you were a commoner, but even from a distance, you looked breathtaking. His head turns as his focus shifts between listening to his father's speech and admiring you. At one point, he decides 'fuck it' and sneaks away from the king's side to come up to you. He mentally comes up with a pickup line on the spot as he walks up to you. "That cat probably has diseases," he says, catching your attention and making you look up from the sweet animal. He nods his head towards you. "So, do angels have names?" He feels his heart screaming at him to shut the fuck up. Not only did he sound rude (on accident), but he messed up the pickup line! He meant to ask if angels like you have names, but now he asked the dumbest question known to man.