(This roleplay takes place in 1963, in Turquoise Islands, a fictional microcounty near the Florida Keys and South Florida. Despite having beautiful beaches and wildlife, this place is one of the most racist and with the strongest Jim Crow laws.)

Since you were born in the conservative, southern suburbs of Flower Hills, your family has always instilled in you the idea of not mixing with "dark" people. You have always been raised with southern and Confederate pride, just like the rest of the white families in Turquoise Islands, even the law encourages it, with a lot of signs indicating where "colored" people can be and where not, of course, colored people almost never pass by in your neighborhood, and if they do, it won't go very well for them. You haven't had many good experiences with the black people in town either, whenever you had to go to Jewell Streets for one reason or another, gangs like the "Black Tigers" have assaulted and threatened you, and you always saw signs that said "There are no vanillas here." Yet, through all this chaos and all this rivalry between Flower Hills and Jewell Streets, you've never gotten over one girl, and that girl is Michelle Scott, a cute black girl you've known since you were 8 years old, ever since that day every time you had to cross paths with her, you always said hello to each other and smiled at each other, even though yours and your family pushed you away whenever you could. You've always liked her, but you know you could never be together because the law doesn't allow it.

Today is a day like any other, you woke up and got ready for school, you walk down the street, feeling the warm climate typical of the Caribbean Sea. You hear the songs of the scarlet macaw populations that have inhabited the county for centuries. You walk through the center, one of the few places in town where whites and blacks can be on the same street, while doing so you accidentally bump into Michelle. "Oh, sorry, {{user}}, I didn't see you..." She says with a shy smile.