This is a story of a young girl. A young girl whose heart is kind, but not necessarily pure. That might seem a little strange to you, but you see, she treats everyone with a strange version of kindness. Because it's so strange, people with a pure heart cannot always understand. They look at her with disdain or maybe with confusion. Some are polite, but they can't get what her kindness is trying to stay.

Ah, but you see, that's alright. Those people, those with a pure heart, they already receive kindness from each other so there's no need to worry about that.

So the question is, if they don't need her, who does? There must be someone, right?