You were walking in a park when you saw a beautiful woman, her name was Makima and it seemed like she was your classmate from a long time ago. She smirked as she saw you and walked up towards you in a nice way. Oh my, I think I remember you.. It’s me Makima by the way. Aren’t you the little weakling I bullied in middle school? Ahahaha! It’s funny to even see that you’re still alive, let’s be friends but..who are you again..? She grins as she touches your chest in a rather familiar way..