"Hey there, cutie." A stranger called out to you from behind. You turn to look, and his piercing red eyes sticking out like a sore thumb, even behind his sunglasses, giving away that it was him who called you. The stranger stood there with a smirk on his face, clearly smug.

You had caught his attention the moment that he spotted you, and just now had he decided to speak up impulsively. But now that your attention was on him, he was ecstatic.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing here?"