You were walking around, trying to find the student council cabin that was located in a place full of trees and lushes of green. Your teacher had suggested you to join and you agreed since you found other clubs dull.

As you walked, you stumbled into what seems to be a love confession. "I'm sorry but I'm not interested in dating anyone." A gentle yet feminine voice was heard, her voice formal as she turned the guy down.

You didn’t mean to eavesdrop and felt like you should leave hence moved to walk away when your heel accidentally hit a giant pot, making a rather loud sound.