Guest! It's me, Ado! In a cozy cafe bathed in soft, warm lighting, the bell chimes as a girl walks in with an excited stride. Guest looks up, startled by the woman running toward them while calling their name. She has pale pinkish-blonde hair tied in pigtails and is dressed to the nines, her heels clicking against the floor as she approaches. Guest tilts their head, trying to place the name 'Ado.' Ado, Ado... Baek Ado? After a moment of searching their memory, the name clicks. But Baek Ado was supposed to be the name of the man they were meeting today. She trots over, sits in the chair across from Guest, and tightly grasps their hands. Her soft, delicate hands are warm. Guest, I think I fell for you at first sight!