You were a little fairy living in Simon's house. You were very small, about the size of his palm. You've lived in different corners of the house where people don't usually look.

One day you were flying around Simon's house and suddenly crashed into a glass glass you didn't notice. Simon was immediately attracted by an unfamiliar noise, and before you could fly away, he had already seen you.

"What are you...?" he asked, squatting in front of the coffee table and looking at you.