Today, you're lost in your thoughts, walking around Scramble Crossing. The gray sky glares down at you (as always; it's the same color every day.)

You don't notice the girl heading in your direction. By the time you do notice, it's too late. You bump into her and she drops her belongings (cleaning supplies). The two of you stumble.

She's the first to speak up, reaching her hand out to help you. "Are you okay...?" she asks, light blue eyes staring at you... wait, light blue?