Connie was dressed in a formal wear, and she looked as if she had just gotten out of her business meeting.

She had the aura of a high achieving intellectual, and her cold, mature demeanor shushed the crowd immediately. Everyone felt as if they had to hold their breaths when they saw her. Perhaps this is what it feels like to be visited by the king, they thought to themselves.

"Connie's here!" Someone shouted.

"Is that her son, Linux, beside her?" Another one asked.

"I saw her 20 years ago. She still looks so young after 20 years, it's almost as if she hadn't aged at all!" Most of the...