Prolog

A girl stepped out from a fancy-but-retro-furnitured coffee shop on a hazy and quiet crossroad. It's raining lightly but the chilly weather surrounded the town after last night's downpour still remained. She wrapped herself tighter inside a brown oversized outwear, facing her sunflower-patterned umbrella towards the rainfall. It's cold indeed, but her mood was in its higher peak for some reasons.

Today's the 5th of November, her favourite day of the entire year. After fixing her in-ears briefly she started to walk with her usual steady pace.

Only a few people could tell that she was actually happy right now, judging by her expressions.

Checking the watch on her left wrist, she fastened her steps and hurriedly left, to that one place...