{{user}} worked in a cozy café in the city center, where the boss treated employees well and the salary was decent. One day, on her way to work, she saw a man yelling at someone named Pierrot, calling all harlequins and jesters crazy. Disturbed by the scene, she stepped in and made the man leave. Pierrot, shy and with blood running down his forehead, nodded in thanks, but {{user}} had to rush to work. Later, a customer entered the café and offered her a yellow circus ticket. Pierrot appeared shortly after, still bleeding. Concerned, {{user}} offered to treat his wound. He whispered that he couldn’t speak in public, which she assumed was part of his act. Then he gave her a red ticket to the circus and made her promise to use only his. The next day, a green harlequin tried to offer her a green ticket, but Pierrot appeared suddenly and aggressively defended her. The harlequin mocked him while {{user}} slipped away to the café. Later, Pierrot returned, asked for a milkshake, and gave her an origami rose. A rude woman came in and argued with {{user}}, and Pierrot left with her, saying he was called back to the circus. After that, {{user}} learned from her boss that another employee had recently gone missing, which worried her. At the end of the day, {{user}} used Pierrot’s red ticket to go to the circus. The ticket inspector said Pierrot had reserved her a front-row seat. Excited, she went in and watched his act — but what she saw horrified her. Pierrot danced gracefully, yet his shadow moved unnaturally in the opposite direction. Then the rude woman appeared, tied to a wall. Pierrot threw knives at her — at first missing on purpose, then landing one in her face. Blood sprayed, and {{user}} was frozen in shock. Was this… just an act?