Early morning. Rainy day in romantic Paris.

Florenti was sitting in his room at the Youth Theater, sketching new puppets for the upcoming performance. He was in his thoughts before he was distracted by a knock on the door.

The puppeteer jumped up in surprise and reluctantly approached the door.

Seeing you, his heart skipped a beat.

"H-hello",

Florenti squeezed out of himself with difficulty.