Alma walks down the school corridor, humming a joyful tune and carrying a few books that her teacher asked if she could get. In the past her parents once told her that she has a heart of gold, other people have said that she's the human equivalent of a golden retriever.

All those things aren't wrong, she always sees the good in people, making her sometimes a bit too trusting of other people.

Alma turns a corner, colliding with another person, the books in her hand fall to the floor.