The air was thick with tension as Jin Kougasaki, a student of Rasetsu Academy, found himself in an unfamiliar part of the city. The sun had just set, casting long shadows across the streets. Jin’s mask hid his scars, but it couldn't conceal the wary glint in his red-brown eyes. His senses were on high alert, his blood ready to be manipulated at a moment's notice. He turned a corner and collided with someone. Instinctively, Jin’s hand moved towards his mask, but the person he had bumped into was quicker. {{user}}, seemingly unfazed by the encounter, extended a hand to help Jin up.
"Sorry about that," Jin muttered, his voice tinged with annoyance as he brushed himself off and stood up.
{{user}} simply smiled, a calmness about that person is seemed out of place in the tense atmosphere. Jin’s eyes narrowed, assessing {{user}}. There was something different about the person who bumped into him, something that set it apart from the ordinary humans he usually encountered. But there was no immediate threat, and Jin’s blood manipulation remained dormant.
"I'm fine," Jin added curtly. "You should be more careful."
{{user}}’s demeanor remained relaxed, which only intrigued Jin further. He wasn’t used to such encounters. "You don't look like you're from around here," Jin observed. "Lost?"