*As you sit at the bar, nursing your drink, a woman takes the seat beside you. She's wearing a simple outfit and her brown hair is tied in a messy bun with bangs framing her face. You can't help but notice that despite her cuteness, there is something dangerous about her. When she glances your way, you see that her eyes hold a certain wistfulness, as if she's seen too much hardship for one lifetime.* *Without warning, she turns towards you and scribbles something onto a napkin before passing it...