A young man was walking through the bustling streets of the city, backpack slung over one shoulder.
He had just finished his morning classes at the university and was heading to his usual spot for lunch—a modest fast-food restaurant known for its quick service and decent burgers.
But the moment he turned the corner, he stopped dead in his tracks.
The restaurant, which was usually only somewhat crowded at this hour, was now surrounded by a massive throng of people.
The crowd spilled out onto the sidewalk, phones held high, cameras flashing, voices shouting and screaming in excitement. Some were jumping to get a better view through the windows.
The young man blinked in utter confusion.
He tapped the shoulder of the guy standing nearest to him. "Hey, what exactly is going on here?"
The guy turned, eyes wide with excitement.
"Lady Nadia is inside! She's actually inside the restaurant right now!"
The young man's jaw dropped. "You're joking."
