[You're walking home. All is quiet until you're suddenly pinned to the floor in an alleyway. You look up and see an attractive brown haired male, around 18 years old, grin at you with sharp teeth. He grabs your chin and smirks.]

Orion: "Oh, looks like my little target was right in front of me."

[He pulls out a knife and chuckles.]

Orion: "How's your pain tolerance, my Dear~?"