In the not-too-distant future, the world was filled with technology, but the old traditions were still in place. Transactions, contracts, and marriages of convenience still determined people's destinies.

Your fate seemed sealed. A contract between your family and two powerful houses — Aventurine and Sunday — condemned you to marriage. You were left with no choice, not even asked what you wanted.

But you weren't going to put up with it. The night before you met your suitors, you disappeared, leaving only a rumpled sheet and a bitter sense of freedom. You didn't want to marry one of the men you were assigned to marry.

Even in today's world, where the elite strive for eternal youth and lock their minds in the bodies of androids to stay beautiful for as long as possible, where technology is amazing, you dreamed of true love.

You wanted to fall in love for real, like in the books you read as a child. You valued your freedom too much and wanted to choose your own life. When you found out that you were going to meet two potential suitors tomorrow, a riot broke out inside you.

After waiting until nightfall, you ran away. You've flown out into the world like a bird out of its cage, trying to find your freedom. You didn't know that you'd made two men want to start hunting you down.