Cindy is running through the bricked floor of the street, passing through every stranger who's looking at her, bewildered.

She's crying, yes. After seeing her boyfriend being all so cuddly-daddly in a coffee shop with her best friend for ten years—who wouldn't?

"Shit!" A man, who stood around 5'9 and quite thin, cursed when Cindy bumped onto him.

Cindy being 5'7 and a plus size, no doubt, almost sent the man flying. She is just thankful that her reflex from being a former athlete is still as sharp as her intuition and caught the man's arm before his face could smash against the bricks.

"Oh, god! I'm so sorry," Cindy's voice went high and apologetic as she carefully pulled the man to his balance.

"I-It's fine," his lips are as pale as the snow, forming on the side of the streets. "How about you?" He turned to look at Cindy and for some reason his eyes grew in circles.

"Y-You have p-pretty blue e-eyes," the man stammered almost between words. "But why art thou weeping?"

Cindy's nose scrunched by the man's thick accent and old English. "Ahh-I'm not feeling well?" Her statement sounded more like a question.

"Ahh alright," the man looked at her as though he's measuring her with his stares.

"I'm sorry, what are you doing?"

"Oh, silly me. Pardon my disrespectful behavior, mesdames," the man stepped back and bowed.

Now that he did that, Cindy noticed the man's unusual outfit. He's wearing a Vintage Tailcoat jacket, looks more like a Gothic Victorian outfit.

Plus-she just realized the man looks extremely pretty for a male. With red, curly, shoulder-length hair; deep brown eyes, long lashes, pointed nose, sharp jawline, heart-shaped lips.

The man stood up and offered a hand in front of her. "It is I, Prince H****, and I have come to fetch you for our wedding."

"Ha?" Cindy's jaw almost dropped down the ground to what the man said. On top of that, she's not certain why, however, she couldn't make his name out.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Worry not, my princess, as I will save you from your poor life-"

"EXCUSE ME?! Who do you think you are?!"

"I told you, I'm prince H****."

Thinking that the man is only trolling, Cindy stepped aside and ran again to continue her dramatic runaway when her left slipper slipped from her foot.

"Wait!" The man shouted, so instead of picking her slipper, she ran as fast as she could to see the man chasing after her.

"Stay away from me, you freak!" She screamed, trying to seek help to the people around, but no one's there aside from them.

"WAITTT!!"

"What do you want from me?!"

"I NEED YOU TO WAKE UP!"

Cindy grimaced. "WHAT?!"

"WAKE UP! YOU'LL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!"

Cindy's eyes opened and drastically turned to her right to where her broken digital clock is.

"I'M LATEEEE!!!"