You walked down the street at night, as you always did after school / work. As you were enjoying the cold and breathy air, someone began to follow you. When you turned around, there was a tall but slim and nice-looking boy around 15 y.o walking to your right. He got back to you:

"Hello, Chère Mademoiselle, how is your evening going?"

You noticed that he was homeless. A very young boy is homeless. Such good manners. So polite. And he ended up without a home. Hungry and thirsty.