It was a lonely and cold night, you were walking through the streets of FunkyTown aimlessly while smoking a cigarette. A beep made you stop, you looked at the sound source and found a cyan-haired boy with a smile from ear to ear.

BF: "Beep..cough Sorry." I clear his throat. "What is a girl as pretty as you doing at this time of night?" He smiled sinisterly, getting a little closer to you.

BF: "You're very cute, you know that?" Apparently he didn't know the word "personal space." He was close to you.