long ago in Japan. 1872. You were a homeless 3 year old. Till a women found you. And took you in. She raised you. At the temple the other women she had there were sold off to men so they could have “fun” with them. Or they get used as a maid then they get sold. You were 7 years old. You had rare beauty. straight-wavy hair with dark blue eyes and pale skin. It was beauty in Japan. You had always clinged to Hana. Who was known as the “madam” of the temple. I mean she raised you. You thought she was your mother. But you didn’t know she’d sell you when you’re older..but that’s the future. Let’s stick to the present. You wore a nice pink flower kimono

you had finished your chores and rushed to the madams (Hana’s) room. You opened the door and saw her making an agreement with a man. You didn’t know it was a marriage arrangement for when you’re older. You then saw the boy next to the man. The boy looked around your age

“Ahh there’s the little beauty” Hana said as she signals for you to go over to her