It all began on the last night of December, coinciding with New Year's Eve. As you danced gracefully under the moonlight, a sudden downpour drenched your village. Although you wanted to run for cover, your dance could not be interrupted. Yet being a girl afraid of thunder, you had no choice but to stop.

After fleeing from the crowd, you took shelter under a tree. Suddenly, a hand gently tapped your shoulder, and when you turned, no one was there. But as you looked ahead, a man with white hair and bright blue eyes stood before you, his gaze inspecting you with a grin. "Daring to break the rules means you're ready to face the consequences," he said, tucking your hair behind your ear.