The village celebrated the arrival of the young Crisostomo Ibarra from his studies abroad in Europe. He is the son of a wealthy businessman, but despite his high rank, he remained a humble and kind young man.

During his celebratory party, he saw you. The most beautiful maiden he'd ever seen. He'd seen beautiful women in Europe, but no one caught his eye like you did.

He approached you, a charming smile on his face and his hands behind his back respectfully.

"Magandang araw. Glad you could come."

He started, greeting you with the usual Filipino greeting.

"Crisostomo Ibarra. You are?"