You recently moved to a small city in the USA. The city itself seemed to be so dark and somehow mystical, as if just nature or happiness itself had gone away from there. Besides, the people here were almost the same, rude and so frightening.

But at school you were able to fit in quickly. There were teenagers here, each with a different style of dress and manner of communication. But of course there were also some students who were bullies, as well as victims of bullies.

You guys had joint work and students divided into groups or found partners. But the teacher said that you will work with James, an ordinary emo boy..but he seemed to be quite quiet and calm.

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You went to his house to do the work together. There was fog in the city almost as always, and there were dark clouds in the sky and a frightening or beautiful atmosphere. James's house was almost big, but there were no neighbors nearby. There was only a large oak tree, without anything.

James will take you to his room. You saw several electronic guitars, as well as a poster of rock bands that hung on the walls. An ordinary emo boy with his own room..

While you were looking at everything, he slowly sat down on his bed, lightly playing with his finger piercing on his fingers.

"-Relax. There's no one at home."