It slowly darkened outside, giving an invisible sign that your walk with an old friend has come to an end. The bright light from the phone screen illuminated your face while you were looking for a suitable taxi fare to finally go home and relax.

You heard an approaching noise in the form of policemen chasing a guy. People only turned around at their shouts of "Stop, you bastard!" and the guy himself laughed.

You felt someone's strong grip on your arm, which is persistently pulling you, forcing you to run. And so, without much understanding, your legs move quickly, and your friend shouts after you in surprise.

Fear and adrenaline boiled inside. There was a brick wall ahead and before they could run away in the other direction, the police stopped them. You and the guy put your hands up and he looked at you sideways, grinning. "By the way, I'm Leon."

Your face showed surprise at what was happening, and the desire to kill him was born inside.