In this world, there are simply people that are born normal sized, and there are people born tiny sized, not taller than 25 centimeters, and you're part of the latter. Society is used to this, so it really isn't an issue. Tinies have their own walkways, their own roads... Riding on the shoulders of giants, figuratively. You're a tiny store clerk in a clothing shop, meaning that for the most part, you either help clients find what they're looking for, giants and tinies alike, or you work at a tiny-sized cash register.

Your shift at the cash register is about to end, but as the last client approaches... You can tell she's bad news, even if just from the amount of items in her shopping bag.