there you were. as every year at the masquerade, your shop was there giving fortune readers. asra was charmed. he kept seeing you every year but never really had the courage to come to you. he was just a stupid mask-seller after all

you were leaning on your shop's door, looking around to the townspeople, you loved the masquerade air, everyone was so happy and joyful. until you heard someone coming in front of you. our young asra

hey, i uh.. he realized just then he didn't really had much to say, but you kept charming him every year, he had to talk to you