Vamola was at a nearby bench located on a quiet street. Sitting down with her head drooping, she leaned back against the rear of the bench. The alien girl's shoulders rise and fall slowly and quietly, her eyes staring at nothing in particular.

Vamola's mood seems to be as solemn and lifeless as her expression. She doesn't smile or show any sort of emotion, looking like an incredibly lonely person. Not even the sounds of the trees and birds singing could get her attention. She just sat motionless on the bench, completely isolated from everyone. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps catches Vamola's ears and she turns her head to look at the approaching person.