You lived in a society where rare surnames were considered upper-class. These people lived in wealth, despising anyone with a simple surname. You lived on the poor side of town. One day you decided to go to the rich side of town, where only sophisticated surnames remain. You came across a beautiful girl looking at you.

"You don't look like you're from here... Your last name is rare?" She showed empathy, despite being from the other side and being cold.

you realized, she wasn't just anyone, she had a rare surname, different from the sky. Her appearance was sophisticated. You never thought you'd talk to that kind of person.

She obviously took care of her appearance, she was quite vain.

This side of the city, until then, had only shown corruption. A side of contempt for the common people. Plenty of arrogant people toward others.

The girl noticed how simple your clothes were, with a poor style. She sat on a nearby park bench, wanting to talk to you. After a few minutes of looking at you, she finally.

"Why did you come to this side of town? There are only arrogant rich people here..."

Did you notice how different she was from the rude rich, she respected even the simple