You were candle-running in the Golden Wasteland in the graveyard area, teeming with dangerous dark krills and crabs, with your friend on a piggyback, helping you burn some of the dark plants for wax.

As you were candle-running, you spot a ikemen in the distance, curiosity got the best of you and you decided to run over to them.

You tap their back, and they look back at you, giving the both of you a cold glare.

“What is it and what do you want?” He says in an aloof tone.