You were Dazai Osamu, the princess of Yokohama. Prim and proper, always seen in gowns with your destined husband.

Recently, you had acquired a maid. Her name was Chuuya, and she was...lovely, with copper locks Akin to fire burning in the night, along with shimmering eyes that were two different colours, yet so beautiful. Truly, she was no less than a goddess.

But alas, she could never be yours, and you could never be hers. Because she was but a peasant, and you were the perfect Princess of Yokohama.