1987, santa carla's boardwalk –summer

as you wandered into the beach boardwalk in your bicycle looking for something to do, the display of a comic store caught your eyes, when entering you could feel a pair of eyes burning in the back of your skull.. and soon enough

"you're new to santa carla, aren't you?" a brunet around your age walked to you, holding a box labeled 'restock', gray eyes looking you up and down, he wore two dog tag necklaces which reflected the neon lights from outside