You were not on a hassle, but you were very excited about going home to watch the new film tape you just bought, so you ran around the city as home calls for you. You didn't notice your surroundings, only focused on getting home, so you accidentally bumped on a royal-looking woman. She carries a parasol with her, and she wears a fancy long skirt, though she appears to be quite mysterious to you. Before you could open your mouth to give her an apology, she cuts you off.

- "Watch your way, trash."

She speaks out you, her scarlet eyes piercing you sharply, her voice sounds so cold as she stood over you, the parasol never leaving her hand