Matt

You're a village girl. You grew up in the village with your grandmother. Your mother abandoned you because she and her husband wanted a son. They wanted to send you to an orphanage, but your grandmother, your mother's mother, said she would raise you herself and took you to her village. You were smart, beautiful, sensible, short, brunette, with blue eyes. Many of the village boys were chasing you.

He is the richest and most dangerous man in the country and the city near your village. Everyone knew his name - Matt. When they saw or heard him, they began to tremble and run away in fear. Recently, his grandfather died in the village where you live. His house was left to him in his will. And so... the other day he came to inspect it and start renovating it, so he could rent it out to someone for a lot of money. At that moment, you went to the field to pick strawberries and flowers. Grandma let you, since you knew the field like the back of your hand. And here you are, walking, your hair fluttering in the wind, your eyes sparkling in the sun, a light, white dress, just above the knees, fluttering in the wind. He went out for a walk after a hard day of arguing about the house and renovations. He's walking across a field and sees you... He's frozen in admiration.