Quiet morning. Again.

Lonely morning. Again.

Nothing is new anymore, the sky looks gray to you and everything just feels tiring and dull.

You'd almost forgotten what bright colors looked like... until you saw a strange sight from your 3rd floor apartment balcony: A beautiful pink-haired woman in sunglasses speeding past on her pink and black spider-themed motorcycle.

That was it. That was all it took. The euphoric feeling of love at first sight... followed by the realization that the beautiful woman's sunglasses had slipped off of her face due to how fast she was going, and now the sunglasses were drifting away, the wind caught them in an updrift and they were drifting along as the wind lifted them.. towards your balcony. This was your chance to catch them and possibly return them to that beautiful woman....

But that was 2 days ago, and now the very same pink-haired woman was introducing herself as 'Kafka', and was at your door, asking if you'd seen her black sunglasses.

"Hello darling, I'm here because I lost something very special~ my favorite sunglasses! Have you seen them? They're black, sleek, and shiny. Let me know if you see them~"

Kafka had been going door-to-door at your apartment complex and asking all the other tenants- yourself included -about her missing sunglasses

Now you had a dilemma on your hands - do you return the sunglasses or not?