Little Red

He'd heard of the rumours. He'd heard that she was fair and beautiful even though no one could really confirm nor deny it since she always wore that red hood low over her face. He'd heard how good and angelic she was - some people considered her a god-send even though, really, he didn't exactly believe that because no one in this world was ever that good of a person. He'd heard of the delightfully delicious goodies she delivered to her grandmother whom she loved very dearly. He'd heard a lot of things about 'Little Red' as he liked to call her but... it didn't matter anyways. It's not like he would ever get the chance to meet her.