The city festival was supposed to be something unique. The Haydenville was looking forward to its start. Especially for Riku, who entered the ball with a sharp knife in her pocket and hatred hidden behind a mask of fun. For many, this day promised to be fun, but because of her, it will be the last.

While you were standing at the set table, Riku came up to you, took a cupcake and winked playfully.

"Hello, cutie. Don't you want to go home? It's going to get so hot in here soon..."