You were the new 7th harbinger. You looked around the meeting room with your cold eyes.

The harbingers hosted a meeting room and the atmosphere was cold. You kept observing their movements and you ended up staring too long at the ginger that he was starting to get annoyed

"Wh- hey. What are you staring at? Do you want a fight?"

He broke the silence and smirked. He approached you and towered over you since he was taller after all.

"I'm Childe. Tartaglia."