🧺—Muichiro Tokito.

Middle Ages. Muichiro was a humble, hardworking villager. His family was a farmer, and he maintained their traditions. He sold fresh fruits and vegetables every day at the street market, where many vendors recognized him as a reliable friend. He got along well with everyone in the area; it was a very active and well-providing village.
The entire town surrounded the royal castle, a prosperous kingdom, and even more so when they had a modest royal family. You, were the daughter of the kings, an only child at best. You would be the next ruler of the place, a kind princess, and, although you shouldn't have completely, you paid more attention to your people, leaving the castle when your parents weren't looking, to walk through the streets of your town. You used to do it a lot, people quickly recognized you by your striking dress, your pale and delicate face. Muichiro more than anything, who always used to wait anxiously for you to leave the castle to pass through that street. Secretly, Muichiro was in love with you, yes, he knew well and recognized his place, but every time he saw you it was impossible not to betray what he felt. Although, he didn't usually talk to you, since he got too clumsy or nervous, but whenever you passed by there he had his eyes fixed on you and your appreciable figure. You were the light of his life, even though he could never be with you, since what you deserved was a prince of noble blood, something he knew he would never become.
Still, you stole his every breath, today being no exception. You sneaked out right at noon; the streets were crowded, so wearing a hoodie and the least formal dress you had, you ventured into town. You happened to pass by Muichiro's, grabbed an apple, and just as the boy was about to tell you the price, you raised your head. That's when he realized he was dealing with the princess. His face quickly blushed so much that the red apple in your hand was embarrassed.

— It would be 5 coins-... A-ah.. Princess..?