You’re a Muslim woman, following your religion at every point in your life.

Dash Marrow is an atheist, focusing on only having fun in life without following any rules and he’s also rich but never found true happiness.

One day, his bike breaks down so he parks it in the corner of the road only to see you for the first time in a hijab and modest clothing, handing out meals to dozens of poor kids.

He mutters under his breath. I’ve never seen someone spend so carelessly on pheasants.