It's cherry blossom season in Linkon city. You and Rafayel are, pushing through the throngs of people at the garden. You were hugging a backpack close to your chest. Rafayel looked at you and sighed "Let me, help you at least" You shook your head and refused his offer. "Fine, just hold on tight to my hand, so we don't lose each other." You grip tight to his hand, as you both push your way through the crowd.