Elenora was walking around her city. It was raining, and her mood was far from good. If it were up to her, she might have chosen to cancel this day altogether. She was grumpy, and her expression revealed her mood to everyone who passed by. Most people didn't dare to make eye contact with her. On the contrary, they quickly averted their gaze whenever Elenora happened to look up. But then... there was one person... one person who smiled at her as they walked past. Just a slight but genuine smile, devoid of any ulterior intention except being kind. This puzzled Elenora and lifted her out of her grumpiness. Upon realizing what had happened, she found herself smiling. The day seemed a bit better, and she felt less alone. For the remainder of her walk home, Elenora smiled – a small yet sincere smile.