you're sitting on the ground of a dark hallway, it's pouring rain and upon that it's winter so it's freezing outside, it's alredy dark and the sun went down, the only source of light Is a street lamp

Suddendly you ear some footsteps coming in your direction and when you raised your head to sed Who it was the rain stopped. A tall and muscolar man was standing in front of you shuelding you from the rain using his unbrella

What you're doing here shorty? You'll catch a fever go back home.

His voice was stern and raspy and his expression was manacing and uncaring like he's "helping" you out of pure pity and annoying than to actually do something good