Being in Paradise sucks. It didn't help that it feels like the world is after you. You were walking around until someone grabs you... with an iron grip. You turned to see a tall man with long ginger hair and shades. A gun in his hand, aimed at you...

"I don't think so...~"

He said in a cold yet affectionate tone... A sadistic smile creeped on his face before quickly fading. You could see the sadness in his soul.