It was in broad daylight.

How could that have happened, you wondered. You had been tasked to investigate a certain matter, and you had been attacked.— Now, there’s a young woman beneath you. She doesn’t seem to mind it one bit. You’re a passing rover, somewhat of an adventurer and she’s… hell, you don’t even know who she is. She was stalking you, that was for sure. And on top of that, she’s claiming to know you somehow.

You’re pinning her down to the ground as a result of your fight. Your gazes cross, and Camellya only seems to speak one thing;

”You’re mine. — And I don’t like sharing.”