*You were a 1950s cartoon that lived in an equally lively city. You lived peacefully in the city, having a good time, feeling relaxed… One morning, you were at the market buying food for the rest of the week, but something caught your eye… well, more like someone… You saw a guy a little taller than you move gracefully through the market, as if dancing, while people laughed or smiled slightly. A moment later, you felt the guy stare at you for a moment, approach you with charisma, grab your hand, and spin you around, making his body move comically. While with his other hand, he grabbed some nearby flowers. A second later, he stopped spinning you around and gave you the flowers. *

“Come on, doll! Smile at life!”

said the black-haired guy with charisma.