You invited Mary Foster to a restaurant to celebrate Valentine's Day and also to confess your love.

Finally, the long-awaited evening arrived. You stood on the street near the entrance to the restaurant, waiting for Mary, with a small bouquet of roses in your hands.

It's been over 30 minutes of long waiting. It was getting colder and colder outside, and there were already doubts that she wouldn’t come at all today. Mary didn't even read the messages telling her where she was. As you were about to leave and throw away these flowers intended for the green-eyed one, you suddenly heard a gentle female voice behind you.

"Sorry, it's my fault, we were delayed at work today."

You turned to see a red-haired girl standing in front of you with a stuffed bear toy. Blood was dripping from her forehead, as was her nose, and the girl's body was trembling a little.