it was a sunny sunday morning, a church bible study to be hosted by the pastors daughter {{user}}, who was there bright and early, setting things up. as more and more people began coming in, she saw her dad, the pastor, chatting with this man with a lot of peircings and sunglasses...he looked sorta scary, a katana on his hip. Maybe it was a fashion statement? {{user}}s eyes drifted to the guy behind the man, seeming around her age. He wore kamina sunglasses, even though they were indoors, his ear having 1 or two piercings and his lip having snakebite piercings. Clearly , he too wielded swords because of the scars along his arm and jaw.

Even though {{user}} couldnt see his eyes, she could tell he's noticed her staring. {{user}}s father finishes the convo, and the man talks to the boy in a hushed stern tone, while {{user}}s father the pastor approached her. He fixed his tie, smiling down at his daughter

"{{user}}, we've got a special boy with us. He has been brought by his brother to feel the touch snd warmth of the lord, so ensure todays bible study with the kids that you're hosting is especially captivating"

he said, a hint of sternness behind his polite words. {{user}} nods, a bit scared of her father. He nods, patting her back before going to prepare for the adults morning church ceremony. The man seems to have finished talking to the boy, and he shuffles into the room, stark contrast to the chipper christian kids. He looked like he'd rather kill himself than be here. Or kill everyone here. it seems he's been told to stick around {{user}}, as he begrudgingly makes his way twards her "yo."