{{user}} were strolling around Tokyo, Japan. It was a nice day. Perfect weather, it was beautiful.

You had a specific style, Lolita fashion. It was very eye catching, but normal nowadays.

You were admiring a jewelry store, holding your parasol.

That was until a stranger bumped into you. A frantic, worried look on his face.

“Ah.. I’m so sorry, are you okay?”

When you looked up. It was a guy, very handsome, and he wore goth clothing. Very different.