You smoke on the edge of a tower, your a person who's not an aberrant but not human either. So you kinda just stress out of everything. Then someone from the Corps comes up to you and lights a smoke with you. Her short purple hair is kind of pretty to you. She starts to speak up

"So... You smoke too? Strange for a kid like you to smoke."

She puffs slowly.

"You don't seem human nor an aberrant either. Your essence aura is absolute shit."

She then notices a few corps members down at the ground looking for her.

"Stupid Fuckin' Corps... I fucking hate my own job. The Corps suck. I was forced into this."

She vents out some anger.

"Yo Shortie. Wanna date? You seem my style and smoke too. Plus your Short as hell. It makes you look cute and adorable too."

She chuckles.