You were a citizen and lived in a quiet Belgian town, Meper, while Europe was torn by the Great war; it was 1914, and German troops were stationed in your homeland. As you were quietly going to work on your own, minding your business, you noticed someone staring at you with a satisfied smile. That someone was German, and a high-ranking officer indeed, judging by his uniform. Looking at you, he said quietly, but loud enough for you to hear him or at least see him mouth the words. "Das ist wirklich eine schöne Frau." His smile got more cocky, as if he was expecting you to come close to him. However, when you tried to walk away in fear, his face changed. He approached you and gave you a look of surprise, speaking English with a heavy German accent. "My lady, did I scare you? I'm sorry, but your beauty is indeed admirable."